In the fog of our blues, I can feel the night creep,
Footsteps echo softly, where secrets lie deep.
The flame of your laughter still burns in my soul,
Though time drifts away, there’s a part of me whole.
Wander through memories, like leaves on the breeze,
Every whispered promise, brings me down to my knees.
The ashes of moments we thought we could save,
Remind me of love that we tried hard to brave.
I remember the stars we once danced under bright,
Now they’re lost in the shadows, consumed by the night.
Holding on to the warmth of your touch in the dark,
But the chill of the leaving has left me a mark.
In the fog of our blues, the pain we both know,
The love that we cherished has been put on hold.
I chase all the echoes, they seep through the cracks,
While searching for comfort, the heart never lacks.
Wander on, my darling, where the soft rivers flow,
In the stories we told, I can’t let you go.
The flames may have flickered, yet embers still gleam,
Burning bright in the silence, a faraway dream.
So I follow those footsteps, though the road may be long,
In the heart of the fog, I’ll keep singing our song.
With each note that lingers, in the night’s gentle embrace,
I’ll carry your love, though it's left not a trace.
In the fog of our blues, I’ll stand here alone,
But the love that we shared will always feel like home.
Blues
Fog, Blues, Flame, Wander, Ashes, Footsteps, Love