Say it slower than a hand could guess (versione 2)

Verse 1

Yellow porch light catching cotton thread

Fabric lifting soft above the bed of red clay

You stand there letting the evening breathe

Hem is moving three beats behind your knee

Nobody's touching, nobody needs to yet

The air's already saying what we won't forget

Pre-Chorus

Wind picks up when the bassline drops

Dress keeps moving even when you stop

Something's speaking that don't need a sound

Chorus

Warm air moving against your dress

Say it slower than a hand could guess

Every fold is finding where I am

Warm air moving, this is how we understand

Warm air moving against your dress

Warm air moving against your dress

Verse 2

Courtyard humming with the low drum's weight

Curtain breathing through the metal gate

You turn slow and the cotton follows late

Shoulder blade catching the last of the light

Half a second between your step and mine

Close enough to feel it, far enough to climb

Pre-Chorus

Wind picks up when the bassline drops

Dress keeps moving even when you stop

Something's speaking that don't need a sound

Chorus

Warm air moving against your dress

Say it slower than a hand could guess

Every fold is finding where I am

Warm air moving, this is how we understand

Warm air moving against your dress

Warm air moving against your dress

Bridge

No hand yet, just the heat between

Fabric telling what the skin ain't seen

Let the current do the talking now

Close the distance, I don't need to know how

Chorus

Warm air moving against your dress

Say it slower than a hand could guess

Every fold is finding where I am

Warm air moving, this is how we understand

Warm air moving against your dress

Warm air moving against your dress