Ghosts in the glass (wersja 4)

Intro

Bass humming through the floor

Verse 1

Strobe cuts slow across your face

Four walls breathing in this space

Copper haze on every breath

Hold it there and let it swell

Your shoulder presses mine to mine

Pre-Chorus

Something moving, rising up

The crowd is one long pulse we keep

Chorus

Feel the weight lift from my chest

We're not leaving till this light goes down

Every step is pulling us in

To where love waits with no sound

Verse 2

Fog machines burning through the air

Bass hums low against our hair

Your hand finds mine between the strobes

And I don't ever want to go

The room is full and we are one

Pre-Chorus

Something moving, rising up

The crowd is one long pulse we keep

Chorus

Feel the weight lift from my chest

We're not leaving till this light goes down

Every step is pulling us in

To where love waits with no sound

Bridge

No names here, only breath and sound

Your eyes locked on mine in this heat

Outro

We don't leave

Till the lights come up