Neon humming through the windowpane,
Midnight drips like summer rain,
You lean in close, don’t say a thing,
But your silence sings to me.
That old guitar cries low and slow,
Like it knows what we don’t show,
Ain’t no rush, we got all night,
Just our breath and the pale moonlight,
I love the way you call me dove—
I just need you close, my love.
Oh love, you move me like a sad old song,
Low and sweet, then you linger long,
Got the moves i feel i win
Brown-eyed heaven pulling me in.
If this is all we ever do,
Slow dance truth between the blues,
I’ll stay right here, sink right in—
Call me yours, love, let me in.
Coffee cold on the kitchen stove,
Sunday morning, nowhere to go,
Your laugh’s got smoke, your kiss got gin,
Jazzed-up soul in a country hymn.
You say my name like a promise kept,
Like something you ain’t ready to forget,
I trace my doubts along your chin,
Find my peace right where you’ve been.
Every road led me through the dark,
Just to land here where you are,
If I fall, let it be slow—
Fallin’ into you, my love.
Oh love, you move me like a sad old song,
Low and sweet, then you linger long,
got the moves i feel i win
Brown-eyed heaven pulling me in.
If this world breaks what we’re in,
I’ll rebuild it with your hands in mine,
Ain’t no place I’d rather be—
Stay right here with me, love.
If tomorrow takes its toll,
And the night tries to bring you low,
I’ll be the light you’re leaning in,
The steady burn you feel within.
No big promises to defend,
Just late-night truths that never end,
Say my name, I’ll say yours—
That’s all i am living for.
Oh love, let the record spin,
Let the hurt turn into hymns,
Every broken place within
Feels like home when you pull me in.
Slow and sure, till the end,
Just two hearts and a midnight decend—
If forever’s just this moment,
I’m already there, love.