Lyrics

I remember the night when the rain softly fell,
Your laughter like echoes in a shimmering well.
The warmth of your touch still lingers on me,
A ghost of a moment I’ll never set free.

We danced through the fire, we ran through the haze,
Built castles of dreams in a shimmering maze.
But time was a thief, and it stole you away,
Now I’m chasing shadows that fade with the day.

Oh, love, where did you go?
The stars hold the secrets I’ll never know.
Your voice in the wind is a bittersweet call,
A love that was everything, now nothing at all.

I write your name in the sand of my heart,
But the waves always come and tear it apart.
I scream to the heavens, I beg and I plead,
But silence is all that you left me to bleed.

The pages we wrote are scattered and torn,
A story of love that can’t be reborn.
Still, I hold the pen, though the ink’s running dry,
Sketching your smile in the clouds of the sky.

Oh, love, where did you go?
The stars hold the secrets I’ll never know.
Your voice in the wind is a bittersweet call,
A love that was everything, now nothing at all.

The echoes remain, but the warmth is long gone,
And yet I keep humming our unfinished song.
Through the silence, I walk, through the memories I roam,
Searching for pieces of the love we called home.

I remember the night when the rain softly fell,
Your laughter like echoes in a shimmering well.
The warmth of your touch still lingers on me,
A ghost of a moment I’ll never set free.

We danced through the fire, we ran through the haze,
Built castles of dreams in a shimmering maze.
But time was a thief, and it stole you away,
Now I’m chasing shadows that fade with the day.

Oh, love, where did you go?
The stars hold the secrets I’ll never know.
Your voice in the wind is a bittersweet call,
A love that was everything, now nothing at all.

I write your name in the sand of my heart,
But the waves always come and tear it apart.
I scream to the heavens, I beg and I plead,
But silence is all that you left me to bleed.

The pages we wrote are scattered and torn,
A story of love that can’t be reborn.
Still, I hold the pen, though the ink’s running dry,
Sketching your smile in the clouds of the sky.

Oh, love, where did you go?
The stars hold the secrets I’ll never know.
Your voice in the wind is a bittersweet call,
A love that was everything, now nothing at all.