The leaves turned grey before the snow,  
You whispered secrets the wind wouldn’t hold.  
A clock stopped ticking in an empty room,  
But when did you know?  
When did you know?  

Was it the first crack in the mirror’s face,  
Or the shadow that outran the chase?  
A heartbeat louder than the silence grew—  
Tell me the truth.  

When did you know the fire burned cold?  
When did the stars forget to fold?  
A thousand nights wrapped in maybe’s lie—  
When did you know it’s goodbye?  

I traced the maps on your trembling hands,  
Followed the roads to where we began.  
The echoes laughed in a hollow tune,  
But when did you know?  
When did you know?  

A flicker, a spark, then the floodlights came—  
You painted my name in the ash of the flame.  
The question hangs where the answers won’t go...  
When did you know?  

The calendar bleeds into years,  
A photograph drowns in unshed tears.  
We built a world on a maybe...  
But when did you know?