The streetlights fade into gold,

And I’m still chasing the echo of old songs told.

The night hums low, the city sighs,

I see your shadow when I close my eyes.

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We were young, we thought we’d never fall,

Dreams painted big on the narrowest wall.

Time rolls fast, like rain down stone,

Now I’m halfway there but I’m still alone.

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I keep hearing your name in the static air,

Like a song that was ours but it’s nowhere there.

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And maybe you’re the fire I was chasing all my life,

A spark in the dark, burning out of sight.

We were wild, we were bright, we were wrong and we were right,

Now I’m out here still chasing the light.

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Chasing the light — oh, oh, oh

Chasing the light — yeah, yeah

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The photographs fade but the feeling stays,

A ghost in the frame that the years can’t erase.

You said love’s a flame, it burns then heals,

Guess I’m still learning what that means to feel.

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Maybe we were broken, maybe we were free,

Maybe every road just leads back to memory.

If you’re out there listening under the same sky,

Know I never stopped asking why.

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And maybe you’re the fire I was chasing all my life,

A spark in the dark, burning out of sight.

We were wild, we were brave, through the long, long night,

Now I’m out here still chasing the light.

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Oh, I’m coming home again,

Chasing the light — my only friend.

Oh, I’m coming home again,

Chasing the light — where it all began.