[03:48.00]The moon finds me awake [03:48.00]Among memories that refuse to sleep [03:48.00]Time slips through my hands [03:48.00]Like water that never returns [03:48.00]And I tell stories that I no longer live [03:48.00]But that burn me inside, in silence [03:48.00]Are we made of broken dreams? [03:48.00]Or just memories that haunt us? [03:48.00]In the dark, I search for answers [03:48.00]But I only find questions [03:48.00]Midnight tales, whispers of broken hearts [03:48.00]Stories that no one reads, but that devour the soul [03:48.00]And I dance alone between yesterday and tomorrow [03:48.00]Learning that love is sometimes just an illusion [03:48.00]The stars watch my fall [03:48.00]The clock ticks, marking wounds [03:48.00]That no one can touch [03:48.00]What if everything we feel is just a reflection [03:48.00]Of what we can never achieve? [03:48.00]The moon says goodbye, but I stay [03:48.00]With my stories that have no end [03:48.00]And in the silence, I continue writing [03:48.00]The midnight tales inside me [03:48.00]Midnight tales, whispers of broken hearts [03:48.00]Stories that no one reads, but that devour the soul [03:48.00]And I dance alone between yesterday and tomorrow [03:48.00]Learning that love is sometimes just an illusion