Whiskey Warm, Sunday Slow

[Verse 1] You made coffee in my old shirt, Barefoot, hummin’ a Patsy verse. Sunlight paintin’ gold on your curls, You turned this trailer into a world. We danced with dust in the kitchen light, Your laugh, my hand, a little too tight. Didn’t need no church bells ringin’— Your kiss felt just like sinnin’. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] We weren’t perfect, God knows that, But it felt right in a beat-up flat. ⸻ [Chorus] You were whiskey warm and Sunday slow, Takin’ your time just to let me know— That maybe love don’t come with plans, Just two scared hearts and shaky hands. We didn’t speak, just let it flow, You were whiskey warm and Sunday slow. ⸻ [Verse 2] That old vinyl played Emmylou, While I memorized the shape of you. You said “forever” with your eyes closed— Guess we only meant it in the glow. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus 2] I knew the flame might flicker fast, But I still prayed the heat would last. ⸻ [Chorus — Repeat] You were whiskey warm and Sunday slow, Takin’ your time just to let me know— That maybe love don’t come with plans, Just two scared hearts and shaky hands. We didn’t speak, just let it flow, You were whiskey warm and Sunday slow. ⸻ [Bridge] Now this bed’s cold where you used to lie, Still hear your breath when I close my eyes. But if I could go back, truth be told, I’d still fall for you, Sunday slow. ⸻ [Final Chorus] You were whiskey warm and Sunday slow, Left your heart in the afterglow— Even if you had to go, You were whiskey warm and Sunday slow…