Whispers in the Night

In the quiet of the night,

A whisper on the breeze,

I can hear the softest light,

Calling out to me.

Walking down these empty streets,

Underneath a silver sky,

Every shadow holds a piece

Of a forgotten lullaby.

Oh, the memories linger on,

Like stars that never fade,

In this world where love was strong,

I’m lost but unafraid.

So I’ll raise my voice, let it soar,

Let the echoes of the past

Guide me to the open door,

Where dreams can find their rest.

Every streetlight tells a tale,

Of laughter and of pain,

In the heart where hopes prevail,

Love will break the chain.

Oh, the nights we cast our fears,

In moonlight’s gentle glow,

I’ll keep singing through the years,

For all the love we know.

So I’ll raise my voice, let it soar,

Let the echoes of the past

Guide me to the open door,

Where dreams can find their rest.

Time may steal the moments we had,

But memories will remain,

In the echoes of the glad,

Or the whispers of the rain.

So I’ll raise my voice, let it soar,

Let the echoes of the past

Guide me to the open door,

Where dreams can find their rest.

In the quiet of the night,

I’ll find the light once more,

With every step, every fight,

I’ll keep singing evermore.