Three words on the mirror in the morning glow
Tracing through the steam to let the feelings show
Just a little whisper in the fading dark
Leaving such a beautiful and tender mark
The coffee’s getting cold upon the wooden stand
While I’m still holding on to where you touched my hand
The shadow of your memory is in the hall
I’m listening to the silence of your quiet call
Every passing second makes the fire grow
Taking me to places that I want to know
There is an attraction pulling me to you
Painting every corner in a golden hue
Three words on the mirror in the softest light
Shining like a beacon in the middle of the night
You wrote them down and left a sweet embrace
Now I am completely lost in this warm space
Three words in the dark, three words in the light
Pulling me closer into the night
The windowpane is frosted in the autumn chill
But standing in this room I feel the summer thrill
I trace the little letters that your fingers drew
And everything I want is pointing straight to you
Every passing second makes the fire grow
Taking me to places that I want to know
There is an attraction pulling me to you
Painting every corner in a golden hue
Three words on the mirror in the softest light
Shining like a beacon in the middle of the night
You wrote them down and left a sweet embrace
Now I am completely lost in this warm space
Three words in the dark, three words in the light
Pulling me closer into the night
I look at this reflection, feeling it start
A rhythm that is beating right through the dark
I am breaking down the walls that keep us apart
Sayed is leaving everything inside this heart
All the hesitation melts away into sand
Whenever I am reaching to hold your hand
I read those three words on the glass
And I am coming to find you
Three words on the mirror in the softest light
Shining like a beacon in the middle of the night
You wrote them down and left a sweet embrace
Now I am completely lost in this warm space
Tracing through the steam to let the feelings show
Just a little whisper in the fading dark
Leaving such a beautiful and tender mark
The coffee’s getting cold upon the wooden stand
While I’m still holding on to where you touched my hand
The shadow of your memory is in the hall
I’m listening to the silence of your quiet call
Every passing second makes the fire grow
Taking me to places that I want to know
There is an attraction pulling me to you
Painting every corner in a golden hue
Three words on the mirror in the softest light
Shining like a beacon in the middle of the night
You wrote them down and left a sweet embrace
Now I am completely lost in this warm space
Three words in the dark, three words in the light
Pulling me closer into the night
The windowpane is frosted in the autumn chill
But standing in this room I feel the summer thrill
I trace the little letters that your fingers drew
And everything I want is pointing straight to you
Every passing second makes the fire grow
Taking me to places that I want to know
There is an attraction pulling me to you
Painting every corner in a golden hue
Three words on the mirror in the softest light
Shining like a beacon in the middle of the night
You wrote them down and left a sweet embrace
Now I am completely lost in this warm space
Three words in the dark, three words in the light
Pulling me closer into the night
I look at this reflection, feeling it start
A rhythm that is beating right through the dark
I am breaking down the walls that keep us apart
Sayed is leaving everything inside this heart
All the hesitation melts away into sand
Whenever I am reaching to hold your hand
I read those three words on the glass
And I am coming to find you
Three words on the mirror in the softest light
Shining like a beacon in the middle of the night
You wrote them down and left a sweet embrace
Now I am completely lost in this warm space