To much strung voice
You have me need
Seems like you're a verb
But I can't see
What if we drift into the night
Where everything won't be alright
What if this bond won't hold us close
What if this is it and no one knows
But we're dancing in shadows
In a fleeting embrace
The stars are our witnesses
As we lose track of time and space
What if our hearts can't hold the weight
Of promises we made so late
What if love slips through our hands
Like grains of sand on foreign lands
Yet we're painting our stories
In shades of uncertainty
Embracing the transience
Of love's elusive symphony
In the twilight of whispers
We find solace in the unknown
For love blooms in transient moments
A fleeting masterpiece
We've sown