[Verse 1] Your hand found mine. No warning. No reason. Like you'd done it a hundred times without ever thinking about it. You kept talking. I stopped listening. Trying to figure out how something so small could rearrange my whole day. [Pre-Chorus] You say, "I love you," like it's easy. I believe you. That's the problem. [Chorus] Just enough to mean something. Never enough to call it love. You leave the door open, never ask me to come in. You smile like nothing happened. I spend weeks trying to live inside five seconds. [Verse 2] Your foot finds mine under the table. It stays there. Nobody says anything. Maybe nobody notices. Maybe everybody already knows we're writing a story that neither of us is willing to read out loud. [Pre-Chorus] Sometimes you disappear. Sometimes you come back and pick up the conversation like my heart wasn't still waiting there. [Chorus] Just enough to mean something. Never enough to call it love. We build tiny universes that only exist when it's just us. Then somebody else walks in, and they disappear. [Bridge] I don't need forever. I just wish the rules made sense. How can your hand know exactly where mine is... when neither of us knows where to put our hearts? [Final Chorus] Just enough to mean something. Never enough to call it love. Tomorrow you'll probably take my hand again. You'll probably tell me you love me. I'll probably believe you. And neither of us will say what we've always left unsaid.
