Verse 1 He moves like he’s certain Like the moment is his Fingers drawing patterns Across my wrist Says my name softly Like he’s claiming the sound But there’s a quiet distance He never found Pre-Chorus My body answers Like it always will But there’s a deeper current He can’t feel Chorus He thinks that I’m thinking of him When I close my eyes When my breath goes thin When I’m losing time But when I’m nearing that edge When the room fades blue It’s not his reflection I’m falling into He thinks it’s his touch That’s pulling me through But my mind drifts Somewhere warmer than you Verse 2 He studies my silence Like it’s something to read Mistakes every tremble For something he leads But desire is layered It don’t always confess Sometimes the body stays When the heart digresses Bridge You don’t have to be here To enter the room You move through my memory Like perfume And when I unravel When I finally do He’s holding my body But I’m holding you
