I will still be Yours

[Intro (quiet, reflective tone, fingerpicked acoustic guitar)]

Even when the lights are fading,
Even when the world moves on,
I’ll still whisper through the silence,
Like a half-remembered song...

[Verse 1 (breathy, slightly trembling voice)]
I still keep your sweater folded,
Like it's holding something warm,
Though the threads are worn and fraying,
It still fits me in the storm...

[Pre-Chorus soft harmony, rising gently)]
Love like ours, it doesn’t vanish,
It just finds another form...

[Chorus (Both; emotional bloom, steady rhythm)]
I will still be yours,
Even when we fall apart,
In the quiet of your longing,
In the corners of your heart.
If the distance grows between us,
If the seasons lose their course,
Through the fire, through the silence,
I will still be yours...

[Verse 2 (raw, weary tone)]
I still dream of Sunday mornings,
Coffee cups and tangled hair,
Now it’s just a fading echo,
But I still find you there...

[Verse 3 ( bittersweet strength)]
You’re the line in every letter,
That I never meant to send,
Still the wish I make at midnight,
Still the wound I won’t defend...

[Pre-Chorus (growing emotional tension)]
We were fire, we were falling,
We were more than just pretend...

[Chorus (fuller, aching with honesty)]
I will still be yours,
Even when the colors fade,
In the hush before the sunrise,
In the steps I never made.
Even if the tide keeps turning,
Even through the closing doors,
In the space between the moments,
I will still be yours...

[Bridge (intertwined, emotional overlap)]
If the world forgets our story...
If the stars forget our name...
I will write you in the silence,
And I’ll love you just the same...

[Final Chorus ( full, stirring crescendo with soft percussion)]
I will still be yours,
In the breath I cannot see,
In the tears behind my laughter,
In the parts you left in me.
Even if we never find it,
Even lost behind the shores,
Through the years, through every ending,
I will still be yours...

[Outro (whisper-like, fragile)
Still be yours...

(Guitar slowly fades, soft piano holds the final note like a memory...)