In the stillness of the night, she stands alone, A figure lost in thoughts unknown. Her name is Michelle, a song unsung, A melody whispered on the tip of a tongue.
In the depths of her eyes, a world untold, A story of love, a tale so bold. She walks with grace, a silent grace, With a sadness hidden in her embrace.
Michelle, oh Michelle, with eyes so blue, A heart that beats for something true. In the quiet of her solitude, She dreams of love, of a love renewed.
She longs for a hand to hold her tight, To chase away the shadows of the night. But in the silence, she finds her solace, In the rhythm of her own heart's promise.
Michelle, oh Michelle, with a soul so pure, In your presence, hearts find their cure. For in your eyes, there lies a spark, A light that guides us through the dark.
So let us sing for Michelle, our muse, In the quiet of the night, let us choose. To dance to the melody of her name, and in her honor, let love's flame.
Based on the song Michelle by Sir Chloe
