Sun on your sleeve and a question sip
I catch your tone like a fingertip
No plans, no rules—just your gaze
And the way it bends the quiet haze
Pour me a glass of yes tonight
No need to ask if it feels right
Let the rhythm fill the space
We're already moving, face to face
You're a breath between the notes I hum
The answer's there before you come
No need to toast, I’m already in
You move like a win with a lazy spin
You play slow, but it hits so clean
Like half-spoken truth in a daylight scene