[Intro]
Dim natural light, a quiet pharmacy hum
[Verse 1]
A sick boy enters slowly, at the counter’s edge
Pale face, a light sweat, a trembling hand on an old phone
“Hi… do you have this medicine, please?” he whispers
[Chorus]
No medicine left, I’m here with you tonight
We’ll hold on, till the shelves bring back the light
You’re not alone in this fight
[Verse 2]
The pharmacist, partly visible, checks shelves and sighs
“No, sorry… we don’t have any medicine left”
Dramatic shadows, the phone tight in his grip
[Chorus]
No medicine left, I’m here with you tonight
We’ll hold on, till the shelves bring back the light
You’re not alone in this fight
[Outro]
Morning will rise, and hope will find a way
