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Your Echo, My Compass 1 by Lyraa

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Your Echo, My Compass 1 by Lyraa  - Contemporary Pop,Female Vocals music cover art

Your Echo, My Compass 1

Contemporary Pop,Female Vocals

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Lyrics
Description
[Verse 1]
Morning spills like a warm confession
Your name on my lips, a quiet obsession
Mismatched mugs, an empty chair beside me
Your jacket on the floor, your laugh in the hallway
[Pre-Chorus]
Colors bend and fold into the shape of you
Every small, still thing I do turns into truth
Distance draws the lines but can't erase the sign
Your shadow keeps on folding back into mine
[Chorus]
Your echo is my compass, pulling me through night
Guiding every heartbeat, turning wrongs to right
I sing it to the rooftops, soft and then I shout
Your echo is my compass — it won’t let me down
[Verse 2]
Late trains and neon, streets like spilled paint
I trace the route we drew, edges bright then faint
A coffee ring on pages where we wrote our plans
A stubborn little mark that remembers both our hands
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Maps rust, promises bend, some start then fade away
But I keep your echo steady, steady as day
I fold the months into a pocketed prayer
Carry your small light like it’s already there
[Chorus]
Your echo is my compass, pulling me through night
Guiding every heartbeat, turning wrongs to right
I carve it on the skyline, whisper through the crowd
Your echo is my compass — I sing it loud
[Bridge]
Remember the motel key, the July storm’s last rain
You left a ticket stub that still smells like gasoline
We scrawled forever on a mirror with lipstick lines
I swallowed my apology and counted out the times
Now I stand at the crosswalk where we had to choose
Counting all the seconds I lost learning to love with truth
[Final Chorus — Power]
Your echo is my compass, pulling me through night
Guiding every heartbeat, turning wrongs to right
I’ll shout it from the high rise, let the city hear somehow
Your echo is my compass — it brings me back to you now
(Oh — your echo is my compass, take me home, take me home)
[Outro]
Light pours in and the map redraws its lines
Your echo hums the route through all my quiet times
Vivid, stubborn, true — a sound I can't unlearn
Your echo is my compass; for you, I always turn