Dragon studio Music Producer
Street lights fade, your shadow’s gone,
Cold wind hums our broken song,
Cigarette dreams in old café,
Still taste your words, they don’t decay.
Oh I, I still believe,
Love’s not done with me,
Through the smoke and city rain,
I’m calling out your name.
Time rolls slow on subway lines,
Every face reminds me why,
The nights are long, but I don’t hide,
Your ghost still walks beside.
Oh I, I still believe,
Love’s not done with me,
Through the smoke and city rain,
I’m calling out your name.
The trumpet cries, the lights turn blue,
I drown in sounds that lead to you.
Piano falls like morning dew,
I’m still the man you once knew.
Oh I, I still believe,
Love’s the fire in me,
Let the crowd and night remain,
I’m singing your name.
Oh I, I still believe,
Love’s the fire in me,
Let the crowd and night remain,
I’m singing your name.
Oh I, I still believe,
Love’s the fire in me,
Let the crowd and night remain,
I’m singing your name.
Oh I, I still believe,
Love’s the fire in me,
Let the crowd and night remain,
I’m singing your name.