Bridge of Stars

[Verse 1]
Feet swing over the river
Yellow cab trails in a line
Skyscrapers blink like they’re breathing
I lose track of the time
Taxi horns fade into halos
Cold wind tangled in my hair
Every car a tiny comet
Rushing nowhere
I just stare
[Chorus]
On this bridge of stars
City glowing in my hands
All these passing cars
Tracing spells across the span
Every light
Every scar
Turns to magic where we are
In New York
On my bridge of stars
[Verse 2]
Coffee cup warm on my fingers
Ferry lights drift down below
Billboard faces keep on changing
But this feeling doesn’t go
I came here scared of the distance
Now the dark feels like a friend
All the noise becomes a language
Telling me to start again
[Chorus]
On this bridge of stars
City glowing in my hands
All these passing cars
Tracing spells across the span
Every light
Every scar
Turns to magic where we are
In New York
On my bridge of stars

Shimmering “magical pop” with soft keys, airy pads, and sparkling arpeggios; gentle pulse on the verses that swells into a wide, anthemic chorus. Female vocals in a floating high register, doubled on the hook, with subtle choir layers on the last chorus and a glimmering bell line echoing key phrases., magical