Under skies that still remember,
Everyone’s running their own races.
Talking loud but hearts stay quiet,
Dreams get sold to the highest buyer.
But I can’t forget the spark inside,
The one that whispers love won’t die.
When the noise is all I hear,
I’ll hold on ’til the truth appears.
I’ll be the light in the mirror,
When the world forgets to care.
We’ll all shine a little clearer,
’Cause love still fills the air.
If the dark feels too strong to shatter,
Then I’ll start the change right here.
I’ll be the light,
I’ll be the light in the mirror.
Empty fame and fleeting praises,
Hearts grow numb from endless chases.
Love’s a whisper in the silence,
Stronger still amidst defiance.
One heart at a time,
We can turn the tide.
Love’s not gone—it’s waiting inside.
When they say it’s over,
I’ll still believe,
That hope was born for days like these.