Late at night when the stars are dim,
I wander alone where the meadows dream.
The night bird sings, a soft, fleeting tune,
In the tall grass swaying beneath the moon.
My troubles fade, they slip out of sight,
Melted away in the arms of the night.

Oh, the world’s a mystery, wild and free,
A secret song in the heart of me.
If only hearts could see what I see,
They’d trade their pain for this ecstasy.
No pain, no sorrows, no endless fight,
Just tears for beauty in eternal delight.

The breeze it whispers through shadows deep,
Each blade of grass holds a truth to keep.
I’m part of the night, where the silence hums,
A fleeting guest where the starlight drums.
My worries dissolve in the moon’s soft glow,
In this meadow, my soul’s free to grow.

Oh, the world’s a mystery, wild and free,
A secret song in the heart of me.
If only hearts could see what I see,
They’d trade their pain for this ecstasy.
No pain, no sorrows, no endless fight,
Just tears for beauty in eternal delight.

If the world could pause, just for a night,
Feel the meadow’s pulse, the stars’ soft light.
We’d lay down our wars, our fears, our cries,
And find our truth in the firefly skies.
Oh, why can’t they know, why can’t they feel,
This mystery’s grace, so vivid, so real?

Oh, the world’s a mystery, wild and free,
A secret song in the heart of me.
If only hearts could see what I see,
They’d trade their pain for this ecstasy.
No pain, no sorrows, no endless fight,
Just tears for beauty in eternal delight.

Late at night when the stars are dim,
I’ll roam the meadow, my soul adrift in a moonlit stream.