[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