In the pulse of night, beneath the neon lights,
I search the clubs, where music ignites the night.
Lost in the crowd, where shadows dance and play,
I'm looking for you, who stole my heart away.

But every face, it fades into the dark,
A fleeting trace, a miss, a question mark.
Your laughter echoes, a ghost I can't pursue,
In every place, I'm haunted by the view.

In the pulse of night, beneath the neon lights,
I search the clubs, where music ignites the night.
Lost in the crowd, where shadows dance and play,
I'm looking for you, who stole my heart away.