In the dark shadows, can you see the frame?
Is it greatness hanging there or emptiness and pain?
Here inside my chest, where silence learned to breathe,
You cast the shadow of your love and left its light in me.
I have no greater canvas than this hollow you have known,
Every crack and every scar, every seed that wasn't sown.
I bare the portrait openly, unfinished and undone,
And every stroke is reaching out, becoming only one.
Be my muse tonight, in this cathedral of despair,
Paint your colors through my veins and tell me you are there.
If my heart is just a ruin, let your memory be the flame,
In the shadow of your love, I still whisper your name.
Could you see what lives in me if you never held my hand?
If I never held your gaze, would we still somehow withstand?
Hope is just a mirage where the dust and echoes sleep,
Yet I would be the wind that carries you where waters keep.
What seemed so bleak was never all the truth beneath the sky.
I was there behind your tears, though hidden from your eyes.
Always watching from the dark, where broken angels stay,
Pressing phantom hands against your cheek to wipe the pain away.
Be my muse tonight, though the stars refuse to shine,
I have lived within your absence like a ghost between the lines.
If you never saw my face, if you never knew my name,
In the shadow of your love, I'd still burn the same.
Ooooo the shadow of your love
Ooooo the shadow of your love
I was there...
In every sleepless breath, in every falling tear.
I was there...
In the cold between your prayers, when no one else could hear.
Though invisible, I remained,
An unseen light inside the rain.
And if the darkness takes us whole,
I'll be the echo in your soul.
Be my muse tonight, let the heavens break apart,
Let the thunder sing our sorrow and awaken sleeping hearts.
For the emptiness you witnessed was a doorway, not a grave—
In the shadow of your love, I am found, I am saved.
Be my muse tonight…
Even unseen, I remain.
