[Verse 1 — intimate] Soft light on your shoulders, I breathe you in but stay behind the line. Your silhouette is trembling, like strings waiting for the downbeat to arrive. I move slow, keeping distance, but every step is pulling me your way. Your name hangs in my throat, warm as Rhodes humming under tape decay. [Pre‑Chorus — rising tension] And I feel it in the small delays, in the spaces where our pulses sway. I’m holding back, but the truth won’t stay— it’s slipping through the quiet. [Chorus — soul opening] So hold me in the quiet, before the moment breaks in two. I’m burning with a gentle fire, trying not to fall into you. This longing’s got a rhythm, slow and velvet‑colored blue. So hold me in the quiet… I’m trying not to fall, but I do. [Verse 2 — intimate, deeper] Your touch is like a whisper, a soft percussion brushing on my skin. I’m steady but I’m shaking, every breath inviting you back in. The night leans in around us, cinematic shadows bending to your shape. I’m caught inside the tension, a sweetness that I’m scared to taste. [Pre‑Chorus — rising again] And I feel it in the micro‑beats, in the places where our timing slips. I’m holding back, but my heart repeats— you’re pulling me in closer. [Chorus — soul opening] So hold me in the quiet, before the moment breaks in two. I’m burning with a gentle fire, trying not to fall into you. This longing’s got a rhythm, slow and velvet‑colored blue. So hold me in the quiet… I’m trying not to fall, but I do. [Outro — soft, cinematic] Maybe we’re just waiting for the strings to finally bloom. Maybe every hesitation is a doorway into you.
