Genre: Indie Pop
Mood: Hopeful, nostalgic
Perspective: Third-person
[Verse 1]
He sent a message, then went away,
No last word, no ETA.
She checked the app, no dots in sight,
Just gray and white, not green or bright.
[Pre-Chorus]
But she still waits, beneath the sky,
Where pixels fail and time flies by.
[Chorus]
She’s waiting in the offline world,
No Wi-Fi, no updates, no spinning swirl.
Where memories breathe and silence speaks,
She walks the woods, she climbs the peaks.
[Verse 2]
A coffee shop, an empty seat,
No phone between where hearts should meet.
She writes his name in real ink strokes,
Not in code or emoji jokes.
[Bridge]
Sometimes he logs on in her dreams,
But even there, it’s all just screens.
Still she believes the soul’s not stored—
In cloud, in drive, or data board.
[Chorus]
She’s waiting in the offline world,
Where fingers touch and thoughts unfurl.
No read receipts or auto-hello,
Just heartbeats slow and moments grow.
