when the groove hits right

I’ve been walking the streets tonight, Thinking ’bout you, trying to make it right. City shadows, keeping my guard tight, But your scent hits quick, pulls me back on sight. You say I’m trouble, then you show next day, Heart locked shut, but you move your way. It’s heat and calm, pleasure and fight, Even when I leave, your voice pulls tight. Pre-Chorus Round and round again, Same fire, same pain. If it’s fate or just a game, Somehow we fall the same. Chorus (Dark Funk Groove — Compact) You pull me close, then push me gone, Got me guessing what side you're on. I try to leave but you hit that stride, One beat drops and I’m back inside. We rise, we fall, we spark, ignite— Only find peace when the groove hits right. Verse 2 You move in shadows, then you switch the tone, Say you want space, then you grab my phone. Cold one minute, then you heat my skin, I step away but you pull me in. Late-night talks turning into sparks, Every touch leaving little marks. Hard to stay, harder to let go, But the tension keeps the rhythm in flow. Pre-Chorus Round and round again, Same fire, same pain. If it’s fate or just a game, Somehow we fall the same. Chorus You pull me close, then push me gone, Got me guessing what side you're on. I try to leave but you hit that stride, One beat drops and I’m back inside. We rise, we fall, we spark, ignite— Only find peace when the groove hits right.