

{delicate felt
piano chords, ambient lush pad,
warm cinematic strings swelling} Windows down,
the evening fades, Gold turns into softer shades.
You’re a thought I can’t outrun,
Like the last light before it’s gone.
Every street keeps your silhouette,
Like a name I haven’t said yet.
Maybe some things never leave,
They just learn how to quietly breathe.
{breathy
intimate
female vocals}
If I close my eyes,
The sky still remembers us.
For a moment, time slows down,
Like the world forgot to rush.
{vocal swelling, soft bass entry,
gentle brush snare}
Meet me in the blue hour,
Where the city glows like flowers.
You don’t have to say a word,
I can hear you in the silence.
Every little spark remains,
Even after all the rain.
If tomorrow pulls us apart,
You’ll still live inside my heart.
{rich vocal harmony, soaring strings,
sweeping cinematic
drums} Paper moon above the sea,
Keeps another secret for me.
I don’t chase what fades away,
I just let the colors stay.
Maybe love was never loud,
Maybe it was in the clouds.
In the spaces in between,
You’re the dream I couldn’t keep.
{rhythm drops out, delicate piano and solo cello} Maybe we’ll become a
memory,
Maybe that’s enough for me.
Every ending leaves a light,
Burning softly through the night.
{crescendo, high register emotive belts,
drums and strings rising} Meet me in the blue hour,
Where the echoes bloom like flowers.
Even if the morning comes,
I’ll remember how you shined.
Every little spark remains,
Nothing beautiful is wasted.
When the sky turns silver-blue,
It always brings me back to you.
{grand finale, maximum emotional vocal,
full orchestra, sparkling chimes} Blue hour…
Right before the daylight disappears.
Blue hour… You’ll always find me here.
{fade
out, sparse piano, dying string pad,
soft breathing}