In the hush of midnight, where city lights glow low, I wander enchanted streets where whispered secrets flow. Your laugh’s a soft refrain in the cool, blue neon mist, A tender dance of rhythms where heart and soul persist.
In the hush of midnight, where city lights glow low, I wander enchanted streets where whispered secrets flow. Your laugh’s a soft refrain in the cool, blue neon mist, A tender dance of rhythms where heart and soul persist.