

The city sleeps, a gentle hum,
beneath the silver moon Another day has come and gone,
a silent, soft tune
I sit alone, with thoughts that roam,
through empty, silent halls
A quiet ache, a lonely home,
behind these four grey walls
The laughter of
the distant crowd,
a faint and hollow sound
A world alive, both strong and proud,
while I am rooted to the ground
I watch the stars,
they seem so far,
each one a tiny spark Reflecting on the person I am,
lost here in the dark (oooh) 'Cause I never have anyone,
when the daylight starts to fade
Just the sound of my breathing,
in the quiet, self-made shade
And I wonder if this feeling,
this ache deep in my soul Will ever find an ending,
or simply take its toll Is there a place for me out
there, a hand to hold so tight?
Or am I meant to wander,
through this endless, lonely night?
I scroll through feeds,
of smiling faces, of lives so bright and bold
Wishing for those warm embraces,
a story to be told
A simple touch, a knowing glance,
a moment to truly share But all I find is circumstance,
and an empty, vacant stare
But sometimes, in a fleeting moment,
a sunbeam breaks through the gray A gentle breeze,
a forgotten scent, can chase the blues away
A simple song on the radio,
a memory soft and kind A tiny spark,
a hopeful glow, leaving loneliness behind
'Cause I never have anyone,
when the daylight starts to fade Just the sound of my breathing,
in the quiet, self-made shade
And I wonder if this feeling,
this ache deep in my soul Will ever find an ending,
or simply take its toll Is there a place for me out
there, a hand to hold so tight?
Or am I meant to wander,
through this endless, lonely night?
So I'll keep searching,
through the shadows and the light For that gentle hand,
to guide me through the night A quiet sound,
a promise in the air Hoping that someday,
someone will be there (someday...)