No Ring on His Finger, performed by Emily Stellar
Words and Music by Christopher Sopher
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℗ Published by Christopher Sopher Media, LLC © 2011–2025
Valley of the Sun Press – Music – Lyrics: Songs of the Desert
December 2, 2025
Lyrics: No Ring on His Finger
[Guitar Intro Hook]
[Verse 1]
Met him under Phoenix’s desert glow,
Streetlights flickered soft and low.
He wore denim like a secret not yet told,
Eyes like embers, burning gold.
He said, “You write, don’t you, love?”
I laughed and said, “More than enough.”
He leaned in close, his voice a dare—
“Then write of my hands, if you even care.”
[Pre-Chorus]
I said, “Don’t tempt me with the fire you bring…”
He smiled slow, like sin with wings.
[Chorus]
I didn’t see a ring on his finger,
But something told me I should’ve lingered.
His hands spoke more than words could say—
They held me there, then slipped away.
I didn’t see a ring on his finger…
But God, I still remember.
[Verse 2]
His fingers, strong like desert wind,
Heat of July on my bare skin.
He brushed my cheek, I couldn’t speak,
The night grew wild, it left me weak.
His palm held lines like canyon roads,
Two fates carved deep in desert code.
Each vein a map I couldn’t read,
But followed anyway in need.
[Pre-Chorus]
He traced my scars like he already knew,
And I let him, like the lost often do.
[Chorus]
I didn’t see a ring on his finger,
But my soul still aches, it lingers.
His touch was warm but left me cold,
Like desert ghosts in moonlight gold.
I didn’t see a ring on his finger…
But I still feel him linger.
[Verse 3]
He smelled of whiskey and summer rain,
A desert storm I couldn’t contain.
I kissed his hand—my truth unspoke,
And in that kiss, I nearly broke.
No name, no trace, no promise made,
Just shadows where the memory stayed.
But his hands, oh, they still remain,
Etched in me like Phoenix rain.
[Bridge – soft, raw]
I never asked where he belonged,
He never stayed, I played along.
Sometimes love don’t leave a scar—
It just hums in you from afar.
[Outro – whispered, ghostlike]
I didn’t see a ring on his finger…
But I wear his touch like cinder.
Some things you hold, some things you miss—
But I still bleed from that one kiss.
