Barefoot in the Kitchen

[Verse 1] It’s late, the whole house is quiet, Moonlight slipping through the blinds, I’m in my old nightgown, hair pulled back, You’re in your pajamas, looking half-asleep like that. Barefoot on the hardwood, neither one dressed up, No need for a reason, no need for much, You reach for my hand by the kitchen table, And suddenly this little room feels like a place made for angels. [Pre-Chorus] The refrigerator hums, that old clock ticks, You pull me close and I can’t help but grin, Ain’t no ballroom, baby, and that’s just fine, ’Cause I’ve got everything I need right here tonight. [Chorus] We’re slow dancing in our beautiful kitchen, Barefoot while the whole world’s sleeping, By the kitchen table, underneath that light, Just swaying together on a Friday night. I’m in my nightgown, you’re in your PJs, Laughing while we move in our own little way, If this is what forever feels like, Baby, leave me right here for the rest of my life. [Verse 2] I catch your eyes and you start laughing, Say I’m stepping on your toes again, I tell you, “Well, you’re moving too fast,” Then you slow it down and pull me back. No makeup, no heels, no picture-perfect scene, Just you and me and everything in between, The dishes can wait, tomorrow can too, Tonight there’s nowhere I’d rather be than here with you. [ Rap Verse] Yeah, kitchen table, hardwood floor, Little bit of country coming through the speaker by the door, Bare feet sliding with the rhythm real slow, Ain’t gotta dress up when you already know. Nightgown flowing, PJs on, Two sleepy hearts keeping time with the song, Life gets busy, but we figured out, Sometimes the best nights happen when the lights go out. No fancy restaurant, no downtown view, Just an old kitchen and a little time with you, If somebody asked me what heaven might be, I’d probably point right here and say, “That’s it for me.” [Bridge] Someday these little moments might be memories, But I hope I never forget how it felt to be Barefoot beside you, laughing by the table, Holding onto something simple, something real, something stable. [Final Chorus] We’re slow dancing in our beautiful kitchen, Barefoot while the whole world’s sleeping, By the kitchen table, underneath that light, Just swaying together on a Friday night. I’m in my nightgown, you’re in your PJs, And I swear I could stay in this moment always, No stage, no spotlight, nothing more, Just two barefoot hearts on a kitchen floor. [Outro] So let that old country song play low, We’ll take our time and let the whole night go, Tomorrow can come knocking on the door Tonight, I’m dancing barefoot On our kitchen floor.