Verse 1

The swings are rusted, the paint is peeling,

Echoes of laughter, now silence is stealing.

Dolls with no eyes watch from the dark,

Whispers are calling, leaving their mark.

Pre‑Chorus

Footsteps fade down the empty hall,

Shadows are stretching, growing tall.

Something is waiting where children once played —

A secret the walls were meant to evade.

Chorus

You should come back, though the windows arebroken,

You should come back, where the memories arespoken.

In the dust and the cold, in the silence so deep,

There’s a story untold — will you dare to keep?

Verse 2

Crayon drawings fade on the wall,

Colours turned grey, a haunting thrall.

A teddy bear sits by the cracked piano,

Its stitching is loose — did it see what I saw?