In twilight's haze, my soul laments its plight, A longing deep, enshrouded by despair, A labyrinth of shadows veils my sight.

With every beat, my heart, a fragile kite, Soars in the winds of yearning, taut and bare, In twilight's haze, my soul laments its plight.

In whispered echoes, love's elusive flight, Dances beyond my grasp, a fleeting snare, A labyrinth of shadows veils my sight.

Within the depths of solitude's respite, I yearn for love, a flame to tend and share, In twilight's haze, my soul laments its plight.

But fate's cruel jest obscures love's pure light, As unrequited dreams suffuse the air, A labyrinth of shadows veils my sight.

Oh, how I ache for love's embrace, so bright, To find solace in another's tender care, In twilight's haze, my soul laments its plight, A labyrinth of shadows veils my sight.

With each passing day, hope seems but a ruse, A delicate whisper fading in the breeze, I long for love, yet love remains elusive.

Through barren nights and solitary truce, My heart's echoes lost amidst the unease, With each passing day, hope seems but a ruse.

In dreams, I chase illusions to enthuse, But wake to emptiness, the ache won't ease, I long for love, yet love remains elusive.

The world spins on, its symphony askew, While I am caught in longing's ceaseless tease, With each passing day, hope seems but a ruse.

Though sorrow's weight my weary heart subdue, A flicker of desire refuses to cease, I long for love, yet love remains elusive.

In shadows' grip, I seek a love that's true, To mend the fragments of my soul's caprice, With each passing day, hope seems but a ruse, I long for love, yet love remains elusive.