Sophia
Nerina Pallot Lyrics

5 o' clock and a fire escape symphony,
The sound of the city and its people, mixed with the notes of the street musician and his instrument, mingles to form a beautiful, unique melody.

Spilling out across the road and the square,
The music fills the open space and escapes to reach across the streets and public spaces.

And the sky's the same. as you're alone, do you think of me?
As the sky above remains unchanged, do you contemplate the memories of us when you find yourself by yourself?

Do the parks, and trees, and the leaves, reach you, there?
Even in the natural beauty of the nearby environment, are your thoughts drawn to our past together?

After the rain, in the lonely hour as
At a time when the rain has passed and the world around us is still.

He haunts me, calling out,
I cannot escape his influence or his voice that still echoes in my mind.

Again and again.
Repeatedly, without cessation or end.

Sophia, Sophia, I'm burning, I'm burning.
Oh Sophia, the passion I feel for him consumes me, leaving me feeling inflamed and on fire.

It's a fire, it's a fire, I cannot put out,
This burning sensation is impossible for me to extinguish or escape.

Sophia, Sophia, I'm learning that some things,
I'm becoming aware of the things in life that I simply cannot live without,

I can't go without and one of them is him.
And one such thing, in particular, is the presence of the man who has profoundly affected me.

And now I walk these streets like a stranger in my home town,
The places once familiar to me now feel foreign as I struggle to move forward.

Learn the language, form the words when I speak,
I find myself relearning how to communicate and express myself in the aftermath of his departure.

But he changed me, I'm his ghost since he came around,
His influence has left a lasting impact on me, and I feel as though I'm a mere shadow of my former self.

And now I count the hours and the days in the weeks.
Time weighs heavily on me as I measure my existence in terms of each passing moment without him.

Passion and silence,
The depth of emotion and the empty space that remains after his departure,

Every word, every line, a measure,
Each word and thought serves as a reminder of what once was, and what is no more.

It's the science of the soul,
The intricate workings of the heart and mind, where logic and reason fail.

And his books, they breathe a reason and now I wanna know...
His written words contain meaning and purpose, and I find myself yearning to understand what they reveal about him, and us.

You, with your new born eyes,
You, who are still full of hope and possibility at the start of your life,

Have you ever loved a man like I love him?
Do you know the intensity of feeling that comes from loving someone so completely?

Do you hurt but still feel alive, like never before?
Even in pain, are you able to find joy and purpose in your love?

Oh, Sophia, Sophia.
Oh Sophia, the depth of my feeling for him is profound, and my grief at his absence is endless.

Sophia, Sophia, I'm burning, I'm burning,
I am consumed by feeling, a flame within me that is impossible to extinguish.

It's a fire, it's a fire, I cannot put out,
This intense feeling, this love and desire for him, will never fade or recede.

Sophia, Sophia, I'm learning that some things,
I'm coming to understand that there are certain things in life that I simply cannot live without,

I can't go without
And one such thing is the man who has captured my heart and soul, and without whom I cannot imagine living.