Touches you first, before I do (wersja 2)

Verse

Dust rising soft where the fan blades turn

Copper light on the courtyard fern

Radio hum through the cinderblock wall

Slow drum waiting before it falls

You lift an arm, let the current pass

Hem goes loose over dry grass

Pre-Chorus

Feel it lift before I move

Something honest, nothing to prove

Standing still but already gone

Carried off by the same warm song

Chorus

Warm air moving against your dress

Touches you first, before I do

Every thread holds the same address

Sky going soft, and I'm following you

Warm air moving against your dress

Warm air moving against your dress

Verse

Tin roof ticking as the heat lets go

Bare feet dragging a line below

Paraffin lamp on the wooden crate

Shoulders turning, learning to wait

Cotton lifting like it knows the way

Further than my hands can say

Pre-Chorus

Feel it lift before I move

Something honest, nothing to prove

Standing still but already gone

Carried off by the same warm song

Chorus

Warm air moving against your dress

Touches you first, before I do

Every thread holds the same address

Sky going soft, and I'm following you

Warm air moving against your dress

Warm air moving against your dress

Bridge

So I stop waiting on the wind to lead

Close the distance, plant the seed

Palm to your waist where the fabric ends

Now the current bends

No more standing at the edge of this

Just the dark and how it drifts

Chorus

Warm air moving against your dress

Touches you first, before I do

Every thread holds the same address

Sky going soft, and I'm following you

Warm air moving against your dress

Warm air moving against your dress