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The city sleeps in silver ink, the streets forget our names
We write on windows with our breath, redraw the ancient frames
No balcony, no borrowed lines, no chorus we must keep
Just thunder humming under skin and vows that never sleep
If every rule was made of glass, we’ll let it crack tonight
Your heartbeat turns the pages—black paper into light
This is our love story after midnight—write it where the shadows shine
Under ringing stars and siren skies, your broken hands in mine
We don’t need the fairy ending, we will choose our own design
Say you’ll stay, say you’ll fight—love story after midnight
(whisper) After midnight… our story, still alive
Streetlight snow like confetti falls, bells across the air
Your jacket smells of winter rain, of chances we still dare
We cross out endings others wrote, we underline the start
Your voice is ink that spills a crown across my open heart
If every scar can learn to sing, then let the violins
Lift us past the narrow gate where every storm begins
This is our love story after midnight—write it where the shadows shine
Under ringing stars and siren skies, your broken hands in mine
We don’t need the fairy ending, we will choose our own design
Say you’ll stay, say you’ll fight—love story after midnight
Name the constellations / speak them soft and slow
Let the bells draw circles / round the things we know
If dawn tries to divide us / let the sky rewind
Every star a witness / to your hand in mine
This is our love story after midnight—carve it in the northern lights
Let the choirs pour like rivers through the echoes of our night
If fate arrives to turn the page, we’ll hold it, burning bright
Say you’ll stay, say you’re mine—love story after midnight
(Ad-libs) After midnight… our story… burning bright… after midnight
Bells fade into morning glass—ink drying on the line
I keep your name inside the dark where all our stars align
