Lyrics
(Verse 1)
In the shadows of the moonlight, where the whispers often play,
I can hear your voice, so distant, like a ghost from yesterday.
The smoke curls from my cigarette, tracing memories in the air,
Each puff a silent reverie of a love that isn’t there.
(Chorus)
Oh, the echoes of a lonely night, they haunt me every time,
In the stillness, in the silence, you’re the rhythm and the rhyme.
Just a shadow on the wall now, just a whisper in the breeze,
But the echoes of our love, they bring me to my knees.
(Verse 2)
There's a bottle on the table, and the glass is running dry,
Just like the tears I cried for you, beneath this empty sky.
The old guitar is gently weeping, strumming chords of lost romance,
Each note a step back to the past, a mournful, tender dance.
(Chorus)
Oh, the echoes of a lonely night, they haunt me every time,
In the stillness, in the silence, you’re the rhythm and the rhyme.
Just a shadow on the wall now, just a whisper in the breeze,
But the echoes of our love, they bring me to my knees.
(Bridge)
The candle’s flame is flickering, casting shadows on my soul,
As I walk this path of heartache, where the nights take their toll.
In the darkness, I am searching for the light you used to bring,
But all I find are e
(Chorus)
Oh, the echoes of a lonely night, they haunt me every time,
In the stillness, in the silence, you’re the rhythm and the rhyme.
Just a shadow on the wall now, just a whisper in the breeze,
But the echoes of our love, they bring me to my knees.
(Bridge)
The candle’s flame is flickering, casting shadows on my soul,
As I walk this path of heartache, where the nights take their toll.
In the darkness, I am searching for the light you used to bring,
But all I find are echoes of the songs we used to sing.
(Chorus)
Oh, the echoes of a lonely night, they haunt me every time,
In the stillness, in the silence, you’re the rhythm and the rhyme.
Just a shadow on the wall now, just a whisper in the breeze,
But the echoes of our love, they bring me to my knees.
(Outro)
So I’ll play this old blues ballad, till the morning light appears,
For in these echoes, I find solace, in the music of our years.
And though the night is cold and empty, with a heart that's heavy too,
The echoes of a lonely night will always lead me back to you.
