Ghost on the Couch

[Verse 1]
When I sleep on the couch
It’s like tricking my heart
That someone just left
And I’m waiting in the dark
Your sweater on the armrest
Phone glow on the floor
Half a glass of water
Like you just walked out the door
[Chorus]
It’s a ghost on the couch when I’m lying there (oh)
All the dents in the cushions still shaped like a pair
If I stay in our bed then it feels too real
So I crash in the living room
Chasing what I can’t feel
When I sleep on the couch
It’s like you’re still here somehow
[Verse 2]
I keep one light on
Talk out loud to the air
Ask if you got home safe
Like you’re still halfway up the stairs
I rewind old arguments
Change the words you said
Then I drift in the middle
Of the room we built instead
[Chorus]
It’s a ghost on the couch when I’m lying there (yeah)
All the dents in the cushions still shaped like a pair
If I stay in our bed then it feels too real
So I crash in the living room
Chasing what I can’t feel
When I sleep on the couch
It’s like tricking my heart that you’re still around
[Bridge]
Maybe one day I’ll climb back in
Face the quiet
Let it in
But tonight I’ll fold this blanket down
And let the ghost keep hanging around
[Chorus]
It’s a ghost on the couch when I’m lying there
All the dents in the cushions still shaped like a pair
If I stay in our bed then it feels too real
So I crash in the living room
Chasing what I can’t feel
When I sleep on the couch
It’s like tricking my heart that you’re still around

Indie-pop ballad, soft male vocals. Intimate nylon guitar and warm keys, close-mic’d breathy tone. Verses stripped down and conversational; chorus blooms with airy pads and subtle harmonies. Light rim-click groove and gentle bass enter on first chorus, bridge pulls everything back to almost acapella before final hook swells., sleep