The city lights are flickering so low,
Like fading memories with nowhere to go.
The morning mist is clouding up the pane,
As time keeps drifting through the gentle rain.
Just like a melody that’s playing soft and light,
My mind is traveling through the echoes of the night.
I’m searching for a word, a single spark of day,
To find an open road and finally find my way.
The streets are narrowing, my vision starts to haze,
Holding a "love you" through the hollow maze.
Electric strings are trembling in the dark,
On a one-way journey that has left its mark.
And though the world may change, this love remains,
Like a quiet tide that washes off the stains.
I’ll let the sound lead me through the grey,
Before the sun arrives to start another day.