1 Beneath the silver moonlight’s glow, you shimmer soft and bright, A forgotten dream woven gently in the quiet of the night. You never seek the world’s applause, nor chase its fleeting gaze, Yet every soul that passes by is captured by your grace.
Verse 2 You are the white gardenia bloom, pure as the morning air, A silent blessing shining softly in a world that’s unaware. Your ivory petals whisper like velvet in the breeze, Where tender garden angels walk with footsteps light and free.
Bridge You fade away so quickly, and your petals drift afar, But in the darkness still remains your sacred, lingering star. A shadow born of endless love that time cannot erase, A holy memory held forever in a heart that knows your place.
Chorus Oh Gardenia… a light that never dies, A fragrance living on beneath the endless skies. A gentle breath that stirs the deepest part of me, A flower made to bloom in every memory.