Speak to me, when night is falling, Whisper words without a plan. When the city lights stop glowing, Say the things you truly can. In the hush of night, Speak to me... soft and light. Through the cold or heat, I’m near, In the dark, I’ll always hear. Speak again, I know your voice, Even silence makes its choice. Take this road again with me, In your town, near dawn we’ll be. Walk beside me through the dark, Say the words that leave a mark. Say what you were meant to say, Bring it back... today. Bring me back that happy day, Let it echo, stay and stay. Give to me your little garden, Trees in snow, a winter pardon, Where red birds sing in early light, And your window glows at night. Give to me this melody, And your peace... for me. Give me seas and woods in snow, If it’s yours — I’ll guard it so. Speak to me, when night is falling, Whisper words without a plan. When the city lights stop glowing, Say the things you truly can. In the hush of night, Speak to me... soft and light.
