Lyrics
[Intro]
In the foggy hills, in a quiet little town,
Where the pages of fate and passion are bound.
[Verse 1]
In a bookstore quaint, a scene so divine,
Two souls reached for the same poetic line.
Amidst dusty shelves, their hearts caught a flame,
In whispers of Yeats, they whispered their names.
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, how swiftly the fall, when the heart leads the way,
Through the murmurs of old books, in their play.
[Chorus]
In the hills of mist, where secrets reside,
They found love’s testament, hard to divide.
Beneath the old roofs, their tale spun so fine,
In the hills of mist, their hearts intertwined.
[Verse 2]
A storm of dissent, from kin not so kind,
Called their bond improper, left them confined.
Yet the clash of their worlds, in the shadow of doubt,
Pushed them to the brink, nearly snuffed their light out.
[Bridge]
Then the fire came, devoured their little start,
But from the ashes rose, a defiant heart.
[Chorus]
In the hills of mist, where secrets reside,
They found love’s testament, hard to divide.
Beneath the old roofs, their tale spun so fine,
In the hills of mist, their hearts intertwined.
[Chorus]
In the hills of mist, where secrets reside,
They found love’s testament, hard to divide.
Beneath the old roofs, their tale spun so fine,
In the hills of mist, their hearts intertwined.
[Verse 3]
Together they built from the cinders and pain,
A haven of books, where love could sustain.
And through the pages of time, their story was told,
Of a love that was braver than the nights were cold.
[Outro]
Now in the heart of the town, stands a testament rare,
A bookstore of dreams, built from a pair.
In the hills of mist, where their spirits revive,
Through every hardship and tear, true love survives.
[Outro]
Now in the heart of the town, stands a testament rare,
A bookstore of dreams, built from a pair.
In the hills of mist, where their spirits revive,
Through every hardship and tear, true love survives.
