(Verse 1)

Faded photographs and whispered names,

A ghost of yesterday, in flickering flames.

Each whispered word, a gentle sting,

The echoes of a song, that time won't sing.

(Chorus)

Call my memory, when the daylight fades,

A silent movie, where nostalgia pervades.

Through corridors of time, where moments sleep,

In the heart's old library, where secrets keep.

(Verse 2)

A scent of rain, a touch of frost,

The weight of moments, that we have lost.

A faded ribbon, tied with care,

The silent stories, that memories bear.

(Chorus)

Call my memory, when the daylight fades,

A silent movie, where nostalgia pervades.

Through corridors of time, where moments sleep,

In the heart's old library, where secrets keep.

(Bridge)

Like scattered petals, on a breeze so slight,

These fragments of our past, in fading light.

A fragile dance, between what was and will be,

A bittersweet embrace, for you and me.

(Chorus)

Call my memory, when the daylight fades,

A silent movie, where nostalgia pervades.

Through corridors of time, where moments sleep,

In the heart's old library, where secrets keep.

(Outro)

Memory... a soft and haunting call,

A gentle whisper, answering to all.

Call my memory... and I will rise,

A fleeting vision, reflected in your eyes.