Wandering Heart

Carla & Paul aka Butterfly Division

He walks through the city, the lights all aglow,
Faces rush past him, but none seem to know.
He whispers to shadows, he speaks to the skies,
Asking the night where his true love hides.

But the stars keep their silence, the moon turns away,
The boy with no anchor drifts night into day.
He searches through echoes, through time’s endless tide,
For the love of his life that will not arrive.

He sketches her outline in dreams he can’t keep,
A ghost made of longing that haunts when he sleeps.
Each dawn is a promise that fades into dust,
His hope is a lantern, his faith is his trust.

But the stars keep their silence, the moon turns away,
The boy with no anchor drifts night into day.
He searches through echoes, through time’s endless tide,
For the love of his life that will not arrive.

Maybe she’s waiting where rivers begin,
Maybe she’s hidden in someone within.
But every horizon just swallows his plea,
A sailor forever lost out at sea.

So he walks through the city, the lights burning dim,
Carrying love that was never for him.
A boy with a question carved deep in his eyes—
Where is the love that he’s doomed to not find?