Mm… Mm… yeah… (soft hums, airy) I been sittin’ here… tryin’ to pray it off… but it don’t really… leave… (silence) (verse 1 — low, intimate, almost spoken, softened language) See you holdin’ hands… like it’s always been easy… I don’t really know that… feelin’ you got… never been held like that… not like it stays… not like it don’t slip away… you just… stay… like it’s not even a choice… I been watchin’ love… from far away… tryin’ to make sense of somethin’ I only ever see… (pre-chorus — drifting, less direct, more emotional impression) And I keep wonderin’… what’s wrong with me… why love feels like… it never really keeps me… maybe I’m too much… or maybe I’m just… not quite there… I don’t know… (chorus — wide, floating phrasing, less literal structure) I want that kind of love… that don’t even try… just holds on… like it was always meant to… say my name… like it means somethin’… like I don’t fade when you look away… I never really had… that kind of touch… the kind that don’t… let go in the dark… I’d give anything… just to know how it feels… even once… (“once” lingers, dissolves) (drop — minimal pulse, submerged) (verse 2 — imagery softened, more emotional blur) I see it in passing… in little moments… the way they lean in… like they already belong there… I never had that… that kind of look… like I was already home somewhere… (voice cracks, softened into tone) I’ve always been… just outside of it… something about it hurts more… when you can almost feel it… but it never lands on you… (pre-chorus 2 — drifting thought) Do people learn it… or does it just find them… cause I keep waitin’… and it never really comes close… maybe it missed me… or maybe I moved too fast to notice… (chorus — wider, more dissolved phrasing) I want that kind of love… that don’t even question it… just holds me… like I was already theirs… say my name… like it carries weight… like I don’t disappear after it’s said… I never had that… that kind of touch… the kind that stays… even when you let go… I’d give anything… just to feel it once… even for a moment… (high note, airy, dissolving) (bridge — almost memory-like, less structured grammar) I don’t even know… if I know how to hold it… if it came too close… I might still move away… I’ve been needing somethin’ real… not words that just pass through… but somethin’ that stays… without askin’ me to earn it… just… hold me… like I don’t have to disappear first… (final chorus — most open, least structured, most drifting) I want that kind of love… that don’t even try to be… just is… holds me… like I was always meant to be held… say my name… like it doesn’t fade after it leaves your mouth… I never had that… that kind of touch… the kind that stays… when everything else moves on… I’d give anything… just to feel it once… (ad libs dissolving) just once… don’t go… hold me… (outro — unresolved, evaporating language) I’d be soft… if I knew how it feels… but I just… never really learned… what it’s like to be… loved like that… Mm…
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