(Saxophone, Piano, Bass) Midnight in the City of Dreams The city sleeps beneath a blanket of stars, but here in this smoky club, the music's just getting started. The saxophone sighs a lonely melody, a tale of lost love and late-night cravings. The piano man, a ghost in the shadows, tickles the ivories, each note a drop of rain on a tin roof. And the bass, oh the bass, it walks a tightrope between smooth and sassy, a heartbeat in the darkness.
