The city breathes, it pulls me in,
A quiet storm beneath my skin.
Your touch remains, the nights we knew,
A fleeting ghost, a trace of you.
Through the streets, I feel the weight,
Of moments lost, of love and fate.
Your shadow moves where silence grows,
I'm tangled in the echoes.
The air is thick with what we've done,
Your voice, your heat, the setting sun.
Through every turn, the past unfolds,
A whisper soft, but it still holds.
The fire fades, but doesn't die,
It lingers here beneath the sky.
Through shadows deep, the rhythm slows,
I'm caught within the echoes.
Through the streets, I feel the weight,
Of moments lost, of love and fate.
Your shadow moves where silence grows,
I'm tangled in the echoes.
The city breathes, it pulls me in,
A quiet storm beneath my skin.
Your touch remains, the nights we knew,
Forever bound to the ghost of you.