[intro: slow Instrumental] Verse 1: She wanders through the streets at night, With shadows clinging to her sight. He waits beneath the old lamplight, A stranger’s face, lost in the fight. She knows his name but hides her fears, His voice still echoes through the years. Yet every dawn, she fades away, Leaving love to waste, as night turns day. Chorus: And the lady holds a secret tight, A blackened rose, under the moonlight. He forgets her face, forgets her tears, But she remembers all their years. The lady’s heart, a rose of thorns, In every touch, the soul it mourns. He slips away with the morning dew, And she remains, lost but true. Verse 2: The jazz plays softly in the room, A haunting melody, a lover's doom. She whispers his name through the smoke, But his memory fades, like a cruel joke. She holds the rose with trembling hands, A dying bloom in desert sands. Each petal falls like her stolen days, Yet she still walks in that forgotten haze. Bridge: He moves like a shadow through her mind, Chasing moments they left behind. She counts the stars in their endless night, But in the daylight, he’s out of sight. Oh, the rose, it wilts, but never dies, In her heart, love’s lonely cries. Chorus: And the lady holds a Outro: She walks alone as the night reclaims, Her love, her rose, her whispered names. In the silence, she’s the only sound, A fading echo, love unbound.