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Echoes of Our Love 2 by Maliyah

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Echoes of Our Love 2

Soul,female vocals

0:003:48
Lyrics
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(Verse 1)
Beneath the weight of twilight’s sigh, I cradle flames that flicker shy,
Your love—a storm in quiet seas, trembling shadows, whispered pleas.
I’m caught between the dusk and dawn, where truths unravel, fears are drawn,
You want me raw, unmasked, unmade, yet love’s a blade that cuts and sways.
(Pre-Chorus)
My heart’s a glass on battered shores,
Cracked but holding ocean roars.
Ego’s chains, they rattle tight,
But I’ll dance through this restless night.
(Chorus)
It’s my love, babe, a wildfire’s breath,
Burning soft through doubts and depths.
You want me tangled in the flame,
Though love’s a wild, untamed game.
I pray in echoes, day by day,
We’ll paint the dark with our own way.
(Verse 2)
Worries twist like vines in storms,
Securities in shattered forms.
Tears fall like rain on broken glass,
Yet through the cracks, our colors pass.
I rise and fall, a phoenix flight,
In your eyes, the dawn ignites.
(Pre-Chorus)
Confidence a whispered song,
Fighting tides where fears belong.
No more shadows stealing light,
We’ll rise fierce beyond the night.
(Chorus)
It’s my love, babe, a wildfire’s breath,
Burning soft through doubts and depths.
You want me tangled in the flame,
Though love’s a wild, untamed game.
I pray in echoes, day by day,
We’ll paint the dark with our own way.
(Bridge)
In the hush between heartbeat’s calls,
Love’s a rebel that breaks the walls.
No script to follow, no lines to say,
Just raw edges where truths play.
I hold this fire, fragile, bold,
A story untamed, yet told.
(Chorus)
It’s my love, babe, a wildfire’s breath,
Burning soft through doubts and depths.
You want me tangled in the flame,
Though love’s a wild, untamed game.
I pray in echoes, day by day,
We’ll paint the dark with our own way.
(Outro)
It’s my love, babe, a whispered storm,
Forever shifting, shape and form.
In every shadow, every light,
Our love breathes on—wild and bright.