I'm full of whispers, the record begins to play
A timeless melody, in shades of grey, moving
A faded photograph, upon my door
Capturing a moment, a story we can't quite handle
In those jazz-filled nights, they always seem to linger
Lost in the notes, and the memories they deliver
The sound of trumpets, dancing in the air
That faded photo, reminded me you were there
The sound of trumpets, dancing in the air
Oh, that faded photo, reminded me you were there
The sound of trumpets, dancing in the air
Oh, that faded photo, reminded me you were there
I'm full of whispers, the record begins to play
A timeless melody, in shades of grey, moving
A faded photograph, upon my door
Capturing a moment, a story we can't quite handle
In those jazz-filled nights, they always seem to linger
Lost in the notes, and the memories they deliver
The sound of trumpets, dancing in the air
Oh, that faded photo, reminded me you were there
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