Rindu Dalam Doa

Janji Hati

Jejak Luka

Satu Di Hatimu

Pengagum Rahasia

Teringat Wajahmu

Tersakiti Oleh Cinta

Sejuta Cahaya

Sepi Tanpa Hadirmu

Di Hatimu

Serpihan Harapan

Dengarlah Hati Ini

A country-leaning lo-fi confessional for voice and guitar. Close-mic’d female alto sits just behind the beat, letting long vowels and porch-soft pauses carry the story. A warm, fingerpicked guitar shadows the melody without crowding the words. No frills, no polish—just a late-night admission on wood and wire, rising gently at the chorus and settling back into quiet.

[LYRICS]

Lost and found. Funny Place.
You never know till you do.

I’ll be your umbrella when the sky lets go,
I’ll be your glasses when the world’s a blur.
I’ll be your small lighter when the power’s out,
Your calm in the thunder when you’re full of doubt.

They say what’s lost ain’t always gone.
Sometimes it waits to lean on.

I’m your lost and found when the world spins round,
A friend at your side when you’re feeling down.
Button for your coat when it will not close,
The flower you pressed in a book no one knows.

That one glove you lost, yes sir, I’m her.
I’ll be your map when you lose your street.
That lucky coin waiting under your seat.
I’ll be your charger when your spark runs weak.

I’ve been forgotten and I’ve worn some dust,
Still I’m your mirror when you need to trust.

I’m your lost and found when the world spins round,
Come find me again when you’re feeling down.
I was yours all along, just out of sight.

Just out of sight.

Lost and Found (Front-Porch Confession)

This Is Not the End

Teringat Wajahmu

Devanand