Under the silver moon's soft gleam,
City lights whisper, in a dream.
A fleeting glance, a hidden smile,
In this rhythm, we lose ourselves for a while.

City groove, under the moonlit sky,
With every beat, we feel like we could fly.
City groove, where the night sings,
To the rhythm of our heartstrings, city groove.

City groove, under the moonlit sky,
With every beat, we feel like we could fly.
City groove, where the night sings,
To the rhythm of our heartstrings, city groove.

As the night whispers goodbye,
In the city groove, we found our high