[Intro – Slide guitar, soft crickets, distant thunder] Midnight’s young, and baby so are we, Let’s let the world spin ‘round without sleep. Ain’t no clock on love like this… Let’s dance ‘til even Heaven looks away. ⸻ [Verse 1 – Sultry and smooth, rich piano beneath each line] Got your dress on the floor, your hands on my skin, Front porch kiss turned into somethin’ within. Bayou breeze rollin’ through your curls, You and me lost in this old world. Let the crickets be our background song, We ain’t stoppin’ even if it feels too long. You look like Sunday dressed in sin, And I’d sin again, just to feel you again. ⸻ [Chorus – Swells slow and sensual, choir echoes in the background] We gon’ love till the roosters cry, ‘Til the dawn begs us to say goodbye. No sheets, no shame, no need to lie— Just you and me, and the way we sigh. We gon’ love like the stars still ours, ‘Til the bayou moon forgets the hours. Hold me close, don’t ask why— Just stay, baby… till the roosters cry. ⸻ [Verse 2 – More intensity, like fire building beneath the skin] Your voice a hymn, your breath a flame, Callin’ me like church, whisperin’ my name. Body like honey, slow and divine, Each kiss tastein’ like aged red wine. Let’s break this bed like we break bread, Sweatin’ out stories we ain’t never said. I ain’t here for fast—I’m here for forever, But tonight, baby… let’s blur time together. ⸻ [Chorus – Repeat with more heat, more harmony] We gon’ love till the roosters cry, ‘Til your moans wake the mornin’ sky. No hush, no guilt, no goodbye— Just a holy kind of wrong done right. We gon’ burn till the candles die, Till the sheets forget how to dry. Kiss me like your soul knows mine— We goin’ deep, baby… till the roosters cry. ⸻ [Bridge – Spoken, over soft acoustic and thunderstorm ambience] We ain’t makin’ love tonight… We makin’ testimony. ‘Cause this ain’t just touchin’— This is tetherin’… Soul to soul. ⸻ [Final Chorus – Whispered, stripped down to vocals and breath] We gon’ love till the roosters cry, Holdin’ on like the world passed by. Don’t turn away, don’t ask why— Just love me, mon chéri… ’Til the last rooster cry. ⸻ [Outro – Guitar fade, roosters crowin’ as the sun rises] And if that sun rise finds you still in my arms… Then maybe, baby… We’ll do it all again tonight.

Till the Roosters Cry