Faded Polaroids, scattered on the floor, Moments frozen in a world we don’t explore. Sunlight in your eyes, shadows in your laugh, A time that slipped away, we can’t get it back. The colors may have faded, but the memories are clear, Every little frame still holds you near. Faded Polaroids, stories in the cracks, Echoes of a love that we can’t get back. Soft and bittersweet, like a distant dream, Faded Polaroids, our silent movie scenes. We danced through the night, under neon skies, Promises we made, hidden in goodbyes. Now the corners curl, the edges fray, But the feelings linger, they won’t fade away. The moments may be blurry, but they’re etched in my soul, Every fading smile still makes me whole. Faded Polaroids, stories in the cracks, Echoes of a love that we can’t get back. Soft and bittersweet, like a distant dream, Faded Polaroids, our silent movie scenes. I close my eyes, and I see us there, Laughter in the wind, your hands in my hair. The years may pass, but the snapshots stay, A fragile reminder of yesterday. Faded Polaroids, whispers in the haze, Pieces of a time I can’t replace. Soft and bittersweet, like a melody, Faded Polaroids, still holding onto me. Faded Polaroids, scattered on the floor, Pieces of a love we’ll remember evermore.