Tells me everything, more or less (wersja 2)

Verse

Courtyard dust turning gold at the seams

Speaker cloth shaking loose at the beams

You lift your arms and the fabric lifts too

Hem catching light like it's dancing with you

I read the sway before I read your face

Cotton telling me how to keep pace

Pre-Chorus

Nobody's talking, the bassline speaks

Watch how the cloth finds the same slow peaks

Wind off the hillside, warm and wide

Nothing between us but what it can't hide

Chorus

Warm air moving against your dress

Tells me everything, more or less

Every fold is a word unsaid

Warm air moving against your dress instead

Warm air moving against your dress

Warm air moving against your dress

Verse

Evening settles low on the courtyard wall

Log drum steady, we answer the call

Fabric brushing my wrist as you turn

Cotton warm from the day we burned

You don't reach for me, you just let it sway

The dress does the asking, I just obey

Pre-Chorus

Nobody's talking, the bassline speaks

Watch how the cloth finds the same slow peaks

Wind off the hillside, warm and wide

Nothing between us but what it can't hide

Chorus

Warm air moving against your dress

Tells me everything, more or less

Every fold is a word unsaid

Warm air moving against your dress instead

Warm air moving against your dress

Warm air moving against your dress

Bridge

Maybe it's easier this way

Let the wind carry what we won't say

Skin remembers what the eye can't trace

Cloth is closer than an open face

I don't need your hand, I don't need your name

Just the fabric moving to the same slow flame

Chorus

Warm air moving against your dress

Tells me everything, more or less

Every fold is a word unsaid

Warm air moving against your dress instead

Warm air moving against your dress

Warm air moving against your dress