Echoes of me

Quiet streets, the night holds me tight,

Shadows whisper, but nothing feels right,

Sometimes I wonder if someone knows,

How deep my heartbeat, how my spirit glows.

I walk alone, memories in my hands,

Every glance I gave, every chance I planned,

Yet words are missing, left unspoken,

I crave a voice to tell me I’m not broken.

I just want to hear it, soft and true,

A simple phrase that reminds me of you,

Every sigh, every pause, every stare,

Sometimes I just need someone to care.

Lift me up in whispers I can feel,

Let the quiet tell me what is real,

I don’t need a story, just a sign,

To know that my place in someone’s heart aligns.

Echoes of me, carried in your words,

A gentle voice, like a song of birds,

Tell me I matter, tell me I shine,

Sometimes I just need to hear it’s mine.

Echoes of me, let it reach the skies,

Every whisper lighting up my eyes,

Hold me in your truth, let it show,

Sometimes I just need to hear it, so…

Under Namibia stars, I stand and wait,

Africa skies witnessing my quiet state,

Every heartbeat searching for reflection,

A voice that grants me love and connection.

I’ve given, I’ve tried, I’ve opened my soul,

Yet silence lingers where words should console,

I long for a phrase that feels like home,

Sometimes I just want to be known.

Let me hear it, soft but clear,

Every word melting doubt and fear,

No grand gesture, no need to bend,

Just a truth that says I matter, my friend.

Echoes of me, carried in your words,

A gentle voice, like a song of birds,

Tell me I matter, tell me I shine,

Sometimes I just need to hear it’s mine.

Echoes of me, let it reach the skies,

Every whisper lighting up my eyes,

Hold me in your truth, let it show,

Sometimes I just need to hear it, so…

Step by step, the night drifts on,

I’m searching for a note, a simple song,

Africa winds, Namibia light,

Every whisper carries me through the night.

It’s not about grandeur, it’s not about fame,

It’s just a voice saying I’m more than a name,

Every glance, every word, every spark,

Sometimes I just want to hear it in the dark.

Echoes of me, flowing soft and true,

Every quiet moment bringing me to you,

When words arrive, the night will glow,

Sometimes I just need to hear it, so…