[Intro] atmospheric intro which builds anticipation for the main groove, using synthesizers, including a Roland synthesizer and a Moog synthesizer to provide the swelling, dreamy, and synth-funk textures that define the opening, and Fender Rhodes Electric Piano layered with the synths, to add a smooth, jazz-funk, and slightly electric, chiming melody. Verse 1) There’s a hush when you walk in the room, Like the world forgot what it was doing— Every second bends toward you, Like it knew I’d be here too. Your eyes hold a quiet kind of fire, Soft enough to never scare me, Strong enough to pull me under, Right where I wanna be. (Pre-Chorus) And I don’t know how it happened so fast, But I’m not reaching for my past— I’m right here, falling true, Every piece of me in you. (Chorus) I must be under some kind of spell, The way your love fits me so well, Like every wish I never knew Came alive the day I met you. And I don’t wanna break this dream, If this is magic, let it be— ‘Cause every heartbeat’s telling me I’m the lucky one, can’t you see? (Verse 2) We talk in half-finished thoughts, Still you hear what I’m not saying, Every silence feels so loud With the truth we’re both not hiding. I’ve been scared of giving in, Of letting someone see my edges, But you trace them like a map, Turn my doubts into confessions. (Pre-Chorus) And I don’t feel like I’m alone, Even when we’re worlds from home— There’s a rhythm when we move, Like my soul was made for you. (Chorus) I must be under some kind of spell, The way your love fits me so well, Like every wish I never knew Came alive the day I met you. And I don’t wanna break this dream, If this is magic, let it be— ‘Cause every heartbeat’s telling me I’m the lucky one, can’t you see? (Bridge) If this is what it means to fall, Then I don’t mind losing control, ‘Cause in your arms I’ve found a place Where I don’t have to guard my soul. Call it fate or call it chance, Call it something we can’t explain— All I know is when you’re near, I don’t feel the same. (Final Chorus) I must be under some kind of spell, And I don’t ever wanna tell The difference between dream and truth— ‘Cause they both feel like you. And if forever’s just a word, Then let it live in what we do— ‘Cause every breath feels like a gift, And I’m so lucky loving you. (Outro) Yeah, every breath feels like a gift… I’m so lucky loving you.
