In the depth of the night, when the world is still,
I gaze at the skyline, chasing dreams until,
A whisper of hope rides the breath of the sea,
And the waves bring your laughter, echoing to me.
Underneath the stars that weave tales of our past,
I gather the fragments of moments that last,
With every soft ripple, your voice calls my name,
In the quiet embrace of this delicate game.
The tide pulls me closer, oh, let it be known,
Through the shadows and light, I’m never alone.
From the crests of our fears to the soft, gentle sway,
I’m holding your memory like flowers in May.
Each sunset a canvas where colors collide,
Reminds me of stories we painted with pride.
And when darkness descends, I’ll still find my way,
For the hope in your heart beats like waves in the bay.
So meet me at dawn where the ocean will rise,
With the blush of the morning drawn deep in the skies.
We’ll dance with the tides, let our souls intertwine,
In this endless embrace where forever is time.
Through the depth of each heartbeat, the skyline remains,
A promise of love as we weather the rains.
And in every soft crashing, in each tender sway,
Know that our memories will never fade away.
With hope as our anchor, we’ll drift through the night,
In the arms of the ocean, everything feels right.
So let’s sail on these waves, hand in hand as we roam,
For in the heart of the journey, we will always come home.
Indie
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