Whispers of Yesterday

On the turntable, a worn-out record spins
A melody pulls me back to where it begins
Time keeps moving, but the memories remain
Whispers of yesterday, calling my name

A lost gaze in the restless crowd
A flicker of hope, spoken aloud
My heart races, longing takes its hold
An ember that never grows cold

Meetings and partings, the world keeps turning round
Stories etched in time, never to be unbound
At every corner, a chance, a love reborn
Shadows of the past, guiding us till dawn

On a cold afternoon, fate intervened
A smile, a glance, time stood still, it seemed
The same old magic, the same light in your eyes
As if time itself could never disguise

A lost gaze in the restless crowd
A flicker of hope, spoken aloud
My heart races, longing takes its hold
An ember that never grows cold

Meetings and partings, the world keeps turning round
Stories etched in time, never to be unbound
At every corner, a chance, a love reborn
Shadows of the past, guiding us till dawn

In the hazy mist of memory's embrace
I trace each lost embrace
Every kiss, every touch, every single stare
Moments that time can never impair

Meetings and partings, the world keeps turning round
Stories etched in time, never to be unbound
At every corner, a chance, a love reborn
Shadows of the past, guiding us till dawn