Nylon strings and skylight tones
You’re the song my soul has known
Sittin’ still, but fallin’ deep
Love like this don’t need to speak
Sunday air and linen breeze
Whispers tangled in the trees
Close your eyes, you’ll feel me there
In every breath, in every stare
Notes suspended in golden haze
Touchin’ hearts in subtle ways
This kind of calm, we never fake
It’s real, in every move we make