In the dim, soft light,
Your gaze catches mine,
A rhythm sways, slow and wild,
Pulling me closer, a spell in your smile.
Your drunken eyes, a deep, dark wine,
Pouring into me, breaking down time.
Every heartbeat, every stolen breath,
Lost in the heat, on love's edge, no rest.
Hands that know the song of my soul,
Pulling me under, losing control.
In the rush, in the silent cries,
Our hearts dance, where passion lies.
Your lips, soft like velvet's grace,
Whisper promises we barely taste.
The world fades, just you and I,
In every pulse, in each gentle sigh.
Hands that know the song of my soul,
Pulling me under, losing control.
In the rush, in the silent cries,
Our hearts dance, where passion lies.
Your lip morning light, a lover's song,
Echoes gently, where we belong.
Our spirits entwined, never to part,
Forever marked in each other's heart.
Hands that know the song of my soul,
Pulling me under, losing control.
In the rush, in the silent cries,
Our hearts dance, where passion lies.
In the morning light, a lover's song,
Echoes gently, where we belong.
Our spirits entwined, never to part,
Forever marked in each other's heart.
Hands that know the song of my soul,
Pulling me under, losing control.
In the rush, in the silent cries,
Our hearts dance, where passion lies.