Under each roof, a flickering light,
Dancing softly, chasing night.
Some burn bright, others fade slow,
Each heart whispers what we know.

Behind each door, secrets breathe,
Carried gently, the lives we weave.
Wandering roads, wide and narrow,
Chasing dreams and shadows' glow.

Under each roof, a spark ignites,
Burning warm on the coldest nights.
We rise, we fall, we laugh, we cry,
With every step, we learn to fly.

A thread of hope, a hint of fear,
In every heart, a story here.

In every home, a voice that calls,
Softly rising, gently falls.
Walls hold joy and whispers of pain,
But in silence, love remains.

Stars above shine through the night,
Guiding us, a beacon bright.
Building lives on shifting sand,
In every heart, we take a stand.

Under each roof, a spark ignites,
Burning warm on the coldest nights.
We rise, we fall, we laugh, we cry,
With every step, we learn to fly.

A thread of hope, a hint of fear,
In every heart, a story here.

Let's walk on with gentle grace,
Every heart a sacred space.
Silent sighs and dreams unfold,
Flow like rivers, brave and bold.
Under each roof, a spark ignites,
Burning warm on the coldest nights.
We rise, we fall, we laugh, we cry,
With every step, we learn to fly.
A thread of hope, a hint of fear,
In every heart, a story here.