Lyrics:

In the dark night, 
our love grows cold,
Your eyes no longer seek the warmth 
they once held.
The winds whisper 
a goodbye so cruel,
My heart cries out: 
where did we lose our rule?

Our steps drift apart, no path, no guide,
Your silence consumes me, 
the moon by my side.
Who will heal this wound, 
so deep, so raw?
Who will mend the pieces 
of the love we saw?

Oh, our love, what will become of our love?
In the shadows, its light fades above.
Oh, our love, may the heavens recall,
May time preserve it, may it never fall.

Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh...

The earth splits wide 
beneath our fragile tread,
Your laughter’s gone, 
just echoes instead.
My heart shatters 
in nights so vast,
While my tears flow, 
relentless, steadfast.

My chest caves in 
with this slow farewell,
The sky stays silent, 
no stories to tell.

Our love has vanished, 
yet here I stay,
With the ghost of a future 
that slipped away.

Oh, our love, what will become of our love?
In the shadows, its light fades above.
Oh, our love, may the heavens recall,
May time preserve it, may it never fall.

Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh...

The wind brings no solace, 
just empty air,
The night grows heavier, 
too much to bear.
And in my chest, 
one truth remains:
Our love was eternal... 
in its pain.

Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh...

Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh...

The wind brings no solace, just empty air,
The night grows heavier, too much to bear.
And in my chest, one truth remains:
Our love was eternal... in its pain.

Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh...

Our Love

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In case you're wondering: I composed all the music myself. The melody came from my own voice, and I guided the AI to arrange instruments based on it. My goal is collaboration — to inspire real singers and composers to take it further. That’s what creation is truly about. I  see AI as a tool — not a replacement, but an extension of human creativity.

The message matters, the medium too. Truth, regardless of how it's expressed, always finds its way. So instead of complaining, evolve. Adapt. The future doesn’t wait.