LAMB Of LOST | Dark Pop | Cheeky SIM

#darkpop #lamboflost
Lyrics:
In the quiet field, beneath the grey sky,
A little lamb wanders, a tear in its eye.
The world feels heavy, the grass grows cold,
In the silence, secrets are told.
Oh, little lamb, where did your light go?
In the shadows, where the dark winds blow.
Lost in the meadow, with a heart so low,
Oh, little lamb, where did your sight go?
Once danced in the sunshine, now amiss in the rain,
Each step feels empty, every breath brings pain.
The flock moves on, but you stand still,
In this lonely valley, against your will.
Oh, little lamb, where you stand still,
In this lonely valley, against your will.
Oh, little lamb, where did your might go?
In the shadows, where the dark winds blow.
Lost in the meadow, with a heart so low,
Oh, little lamb, where did your sight go?
Bleating softly to the midnight sky,
Searching for solace, asking why.
The stars remain silent, the moon looks away,
In this field of sorrow, you must stay.
Oh, little lamb, where did your bite go?
In the shadows, where the dark winds blow.
Lost in the meadow, with a heart so low,
Oh, little lamb, where did your sight go?
Created using AI - lyrics by Cheeky SIM

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Lyrics:
In the quiet field, beneath the grey sky,
A little lamb wanders, a tear in its eye.
The world feels heavy, the grass grows cold,
In the silence, secrets are told.
Oh, little lamb, where did your light go?
In the shadows, where the dark winds blow.
Lost in the meadow, with a heart so low,
Oh, little lamb, where did your sight go?
Once danced in the sunshine, now amiss in the rain,
Each step feels empty, every breath brings pain.
The flock moves on, but you stand still,
In this lonely valley, against your will.
Oh, little lamb, where you stand still,
In this lonely valley, against your will.
Oh, little lamb, where did your might go?
In the shadows, where the dark winds blow.
Lost in the meadow, with a heart so low,
Oh, little lamb, where did your sight go?
Bleating softly to the midnight sky,
Searching for solace, asking why.
The stars remain silent, the moon looks away,
In this field of sorrow, you must stay.
Oh, little lamb, where did your bite go?
In the shadows, where the dark winds blow.
Lost in the meadow, with a heart so low,
Oh, little lamb, where did your sight go?