Lyric

Soft breeze whispers through the silent streets

Echoes of waves where the skyline meets

Neon reflections on the midnight shore

Eight doors waiting, which one’s yours?

Step inside, don’t be afraid

Every path we choose is fate

Some stay closed, some swing wide

Take my hand, let’s cross the tide

Eight doors, eight ways

Which one leads to brighter days?

Turn the key, feel the night

Step into the morning light

Footsteps echo on the cobbled ground

A fleeting touch, then lost, not found

Golden lanterns, memories blurred

Every door holds a whispered word

Step inside, don’t be afraid

Every path we choose is fate

Some stay closed, some swing wide

Take my hand, let’s cross the tide

Eight doors, eight ways

Which one leads to brighter days?

Turn the key, feel the night

Step into the morning light

Maybe it’s love behind door number three

Or a dream waiting past number eight

No way to know if we stand still

So let’s run before it’s too late

Soft breeze whispers through the silent streets

Eight doors standing, calling me