Waves of memory wash over me,
In the stillness of the night, where dreams roam free,
Old songs play softly, like whispers in the dark,
I’m lost in the echoes, where once we left our mark.

Every photograph, every faded dream,
Tells a story of a time that felt like a dream,
In the heart of the past, where the moments stay,
I’m dancing with the shadows, letting nostalgia lead the way.

Echoes of yesterday, calling me back,
To the golden days when the skies were never black,
In the twilight of our memories, we’ll find our way,
Lost in the echoes of yesterday.

Every laugh and every tear, they linger still,
In the spaces of our hearts, where time stands still,
We were young and fearless, chasing after light,
Now we trace the moments, under the starry night.

In the warmth of the past, where our hearts were true,
I’m holding onto pieces, of me and you,
In the rhythm of nostalgia, we find our place,
Lost in the echoes, of a familiar embrace.

Echoes of yesterday, calling me back,
To the golden days when the skies were never black,
In the twilight of our memories, we’ll find our way,
Lost in the echoes of yesterday.

In the silence of the night, where the memories play,
We’re drifting through the past, letting the music sway,
Every heartbeat, every sigh, echoes in the breeze,
In the nostalgia of our love, we find our peace.

So let the echoes linger, let them softly call,
In the dance of the memories, we’ll never fall,
With every beat of the past, with every whispered sigh,
Echoes of yesterday will never say goodbye.

In the pages of our story, where the dreams reside,
I’m living in the nostalgia, with you by my side,
In the warmth of the memories, where the past meets today,
Lost in the echoes, where our hearts forever stay.

Echoes of yesterday, calling me back,
To the golden days when the skies were never black,
In the twilight of our memories, we’ll find our way,
Lost in the echoes of yesterday.

In the gentle twilight, where the past meets the now,
Echoes of yesterday are guiding us somehow,
In the heart of nostalgia, where the moments play,
We’re forever lost in the echoes, of yesterday.