(My Verse) Let me talk and dance with you slow listen: Midnight pouring through the windowpane, City quiet, but my heart still calling your name, We been carrying droughts in our chests for years, Smiling in public, drowning in private fears. Candle wax dripping like time slowing down, Your silhouette moving while the world spins around, Every breath you take feels holy, unspoken, Two cracked hearts learning how to stay open. I don’t need perfection, I just need truth, Need the soft honesty you give when you loosen the room, Your touch don’t rush me, it listens instead, Like rain that falls gentle, not flooding my head. We been surviving off drops, barely enough, Love on a schedule, emotions on hush, But tonight let it spill, let it overflow, I been so thirsty, baby, water my soul. Your fingers trace prayers along my spine, Every scar you touch start losing its fight, Jazz in the speakers, sax crying low, Every note saying things we scared to say before. I don’t wanna own you, don’t wanna control, Just wanna grow where your love can flow, Let the past dry out, let tomorrow be whole, Plant something real when we water our soul. Slow dance shadows across the wall, Two grown hearts choosing love over walls, No umbrellas out, let the storm come close, Let heaven rain down when we water our soul. Morning light peeking through the blinds slow, Still holding you like I don’t wanna let go, Coffee on the table, steam rising like dreams, Life feel softer when your love on the scene. We ain’t just healing, we learning to feel, Learning what’s fake and what’s honest and real, No more bottled emotions, no cap on the flow, If love’s a river, let it widen and grow. Every laugh you give me sound like relief, Like rain on the roof bringing sleep and belief, I don’t need forever wrapped up in control, Just moments that matter when we water our soul. So let the roots tangle deep in the ground, Let patience speak louder than fear ever found, If the world dries up, I still know where to go Back to your arms, where we water our soul.
