from City Lights Lounge
[Verse 1]
Moonlight spills across the glass,
Oboe sighs in liquid brass.
Rhodes chords paint a sable hue,
I breathe slow, then look at you.
[Outro]
Last soft cadence, candles fade,
Streetlights trade for dawn's cascade.
Yet that oboe's afterglow
Stays with us where dreams still flow.