Clock strikes two, and I'm wide awake,
Moonlight dancing on my windowpane.
I swore I’d let you go, but here I am,
Tracing your name in the air again.
I reach for my phone, but I hesitate,
Your number’s there, but it’s far too late.
Would you even pick up, if I called?
Or let it ring, like nothing at all?
Midnight calls and silent dreams,
Falling into memories.
Every echo whispers you,
Tell me, do you miss me too?
I play your voice inside my mind,
Soft and sweet, stuck in rewind.
Every word you said still stays,
Filling up these empty days.
Maybe time will heal the space,
Maybe love just leaves a trace.
But no matter what I do,
Midnight always leads to you.