[Intro]
In the soft glow of midnight's embrace,
Where shadows spill stories, secrets we trace.
We gather our dreams, like leaves in the breeze,
Hoping tonight reveals its mysteries with ease.
[Verse 1]
Wandering these quiet streets at night,
Every step a story, every path a light.
Words get lost in the evening's haze,
Chasing echoes from our yesterdays.
Smiles linger sweet, like a tune we know,
Floating through twilight, where memories glow.
[Chorus]
Oh, do you feel that rhythm,
Of dreams floating through the air?
We weave moments of silence,
In the spaces that we used to share.
Every sigh and whispered secret,
Colors our lives with hopes still real.
Through the ache of our goodbyes,
A spark ignites the love that's real.
[Verse 2]
Neon skies with a bittersweet taste,
Memories dancing on these empty lanes we pace.
Laughter echoes, a haunting bliss,
Filling the gaps of what we used to miss.
Rhythms of longing, wild and carefree,
Searching for what it means just to be.
In the twisted roads that hold our fears,
We find our dreams, washing away tears.
[Chorus]
Oh, do you feel that rhythm,
Of dreams floating through the air?
We weave moments of silence,
In the spaces that we used to share.
Every sigh and whispered secret,
Colors our lives with hopes still real.
Through the ache of our goodbyes,
A spark ignites the love that's real.
[Bridge]
Close your eyes and listen close,
You might find what draws us back the most.
Stars might fade and laughter sieve,
But every heartbeat teaches us to live.
We might dance alone in the silver glow,
While shadows wrap us in warmth we know.
Here, where the patterns shine so bright,
We wander together through this sacred night.
[Chorus]
Oh, do you feel that rhythm,
Of dreams floating through the air?
We weave moments of silence,
In the spaces that we used to share.
Every sigh and whispered secret,
Colors our lives with hopes still real.
Through the ache of our goodbyes,
A spark ignites the love that's real.
[Outro]
Here we stand on this fragile edge,
Breathing in the twilight's pledge.
In the echoes, our whispers flow,
In the rhythm of our lost dreams, we grow.
In the echoes, our whispers flow,
In the rhythm of our lost dreams, we grow.
[Outro]