**Midnight Confession** (Instrumental intro — slow bachata guitar, deep bass, violin weeps beneath) Verse 1 City lights like broken vows, they tremble on your face, I walk the quiet corners where I lost your grace. Your shadow still remembers the nights I held you close, I traded gentle mornings for the storms I chose. Pre‑Chorus And every echo of your name becomes a drum inside my chest, I hear the rhythm of regret, it will not let me rest. Chorus I am sorry, my love — forgive the darkness that I made, I am sorry, my love — I am drowning in the choices that betrayed. Take this heart, bruised and bare, let the violin confess my shame, I am sorry, my love — say the word and call my name. (Instrumental — violin rises, slow bachata beat like a heartbeat) Verse 2 I remember how your laugh would float and split the midnight air, I watched it fray like silk between the fingers of my care. I spoke in reckless thunder, I moved like someone lost at sea, While you stayed beautiful and patient, waiting just for me. Pre‑Chorus Now moonlight lays confession on the floor where we once danced, My palms still hold the memory of every chance I watched slip past. Chorus I am sorry, my love — for the silence and the lies, I am sorry, my love — for the nights I turned away your eyes. Let the violin undo me, let its melody reveal my plea, I am sorry, my love — if you'll listen, come back to me. Bridge (trance‑like, whispered then swelling) Forgive me, forgive me, the words repeat like rain, Forgive me, forgive me, take away this aching pain. I'll learn the steps to hold you, move slow into your truth, Every sorrow is a lesson if the lesson leads to you. (Instrumental break — violin solo, deep breath of bass, heartbeat drum) Coda (soft then growing) I will wait beneath the doorway where the dawn will break your name, I will pray inside the silence for the healing of my blame. If mercy wears a ribbon, tie it gently to my fate, Pull me from the darkness — love, I beg you, don't hesitate. Final Chorus (epic, powerful, heartfelt) I am sorry, my love — let the night confess my sins, I am sorry, my love — let the light remember where we've been. Take this vow, wounded and true, let the violin carry what I say, I am sorry, my love — come back and dance the hurt away. (Outro — violin fades like a farewell, guitar keeps the slow bachata sway) I am sorry, my love… I am sorry, my love… stay.
