“Heartache in the Air” drifts through the quiet corners of the night — that hazy space where love feels like a memory and everyone’s just trying to breathe through the ache. It’s a portrait of modern loneliness: city lights flickering over strangers, late trains carrying stories that never quite end, and the bittersweet comfort of knowing you’re not the only one feeling lost. The song wraps heartbreak in soft light — tender, honest, and human — like a sigh shared between two souls who understand each other without saying a word.

„Heartache in the Air“ schwebt durch die stillen Ecken der Nacht – dorthin, wo Liebe sich wie eine Erinnerung anfühlt und jeder versucht, irgendwie durch den Schmerz zu atmen. Es ist ein Bild moderner Einsamkeit: flackernde Lichter über Fremden, späte Züge voller unvollendeter Geschichten und der bittersüße Trost, nicht allein verloren zu sein. Der Song hüllt den Herzschmerz in sanftes Licht – zärtlich, ehrlich und menschlich – wie ein leises Seufzen zwischen zwei Seelen, die sich verstehen, ohne Worte zu brauchen.

Heartache in the Air

The whole world’s got heartache, or is it just me?
Every streetlight hums a sad melody
I see strangers kissing just to feel free
But the morning always finds them lonely

Maybe it’s the city, maybe it’s the year
Every smile feels borrowed, every word unclear

Heartache in the high-rise, heartbreak on the train
Everybody dancing through a little pain
Trying to laugh, trying to breathe
The whole world’s got heartache — same as me

The radio’s crying bout somebody’s ghost
We drink to the ones we needed the most
We keep pretending we’re tough as steel
But no one’s saying what they really feel

Heartache in the high-rise, heartbreak on the floor
Dancing like we’ve never been hurt before
Smile for the picture, laugh till three
The whole world’s got heartache — same as me

Whole world’s got heartache
Can you feel it too?

Turn the record, pour the wine
Someone’s crying down the line
Love’s a ghost in candlelight
Guess it’s just another Friday night

Heartache in the high-rise, heartbreak on the train
Everybody dancing through a little pain
Trying to laugh, trying to breathe
The whole world’s got heartache — same as me


Heartache in the Air

BRO