Verse
Ceiling fan turning slow above the floor
Dust hangs gold by the open door
Kick drum walking soft beneath your feet
Nobody talking, just holding the heat
You shift your weight and the fabric flows
Following a pulse only your body knows
Pre-Chorus
Feel the hem lift with the bassline swell
Every breath you keep is a story to tell
Space between us thin as the night
Nothing to prove, nothing to fight
Chorus
Warm air moving against your dress
Every sway is a soft confess
Body says what the words can't hold
Warm air moving against your dress
Warm air moving against your dress
Verse
Open window letting the night come through
Curtain breathing the same as you
Log drum rolling low through the wall
Shoulders drop and you let it fall
Fabric catching the amber light
Turning slow like the edge of night
Pre-Chorus
Feel the hem lift with the bassline swell
Every breath you keep is a story to tell
Space between us thin as the night
Nothing to prove, nothing to fight
Chorus
Warm air moving against your dress
Every sway is a soft confess
Body says what the words can't hold
Warm air moving against your dress
Warm air moving against your dress
Bridge
When the fan stops turning, we don't break
Standing in the quiet, the rhythm stays awake
Skin still answering what the sound began
Stillness is a language your body understands
Chorus
Warm air moving against your dress
Every sway is a soft confess
Body says what the words can't hold
Warm air moving against your dress
Warm air moving against your dress