In the quiet of the evening, with the moonlight in my hair,
I wander down a winding path, where the cool breeze drifts with care.
The stars above shine softly, like a million dreams to hold,
As I search for whispered secrets in the tales that they unfold.
With every step I'm drifting, leaving footprints in the night,
Each gentle breath a promise, that tomorrow brings the light.
Hope, it lingers like a shadow, guiding me through every bend,
On this road beneath the heavens, where the sky and dreams extend.
If the world could hear my heartbeat, would it answer back in song?
A melody of courage, telling me where I belong.
With every star I’m touching, I can feel the warmth inside,
In the arms of all the moments where my weary heart can glide.
So I’ll walk this gentle road, let the night embrace my soul,
With the universe beside me, in the darkness I am whole.
For the journey is my compass, and the love I carry close,
Is the hope that keeps me moving, through the silence I love most.
And when the dawn is breaking, painting colors on the sky,
I will follow where it leads me, never asking reason why.
With the stars that shine within me, lighting paths that lay ahead,
On this gentle road I wander, where my heart is boldly led.
So I’ll greet the rising morning, with a spirit wide and free,
‘Cause the dreams that guide my footsteps are the stars that live in me.
And in the stillness of the twilight, as the day begins to close,
I’ll find peace upon this journey, where the gentle river flows.
Folk
stars, road, gentle, drifting, hope