[Verse] Under flickering amber, cracked lines on the tar, Your words fell like whispers tangled in the dark. Sticky notes and coffee stains, a draft too rough to fold, We laughed beneath the supermarket skies, stories half-told. [Pre-Chorus] Echoes of your shaky rhyme, Floating in the summer time, [Chorus] Oh, those poems that made us smile, Walking crooked miles, Under parking lot lamplight, We found the magic in the night. Oh, those lines so sweetly wrong, Singing our imperfect song, Laughing ‘til the dawn would break, In the glow of all we’d make. [Verse] Cracked sidewalks and scribbled dreams, ink smudged on your hand, You read aloud that crooked verse, and how we understand. The beauty’s in the broken, the charm is in the flaws, We dance to silent rhymes and all that life allows. [Pre-Chorus] Echoes of your shaky rhyme, Floating in the summer time, [Chorus] Oh, those poems that made us smile, Walking crooked miles, Under parking lot lamplight, We found the magic in the night. Oh, those lines so sweetly wrong, Singing our imperfect song, Laughing ‘til the dawn would break, In the glow of all we’d make. [Bridge] Soft laughter spills into the air, Every word a stolen prayer. Even when the verses fall, We found joy beyond it all. [Chorus] Oh, those poems that made us smile, Walking crooked miles, Under parking lot lamplight, We found the magic in the night. Oh, those lines so sweetly wrong, Singing our imperfect song, Laughing ‘til the dawn would break, In the glow of all we’d make. [Outro] Under flickering amber, the night still holds our sound, In every flawed and laughing line, our hearts are still unbound.