Nothing spoken, still I understand (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Curtain lifting off the open door

Dust settling soft on the concrete floor

Speaker humming from the room behind

You stand still but I can read your mind

Fabric catching on the evening breeze

Nobody moving, nobody needs to

Pre-Chorus

Wind is talking where our hands won't go

Reading a language only bodies know

Hold the silence, let the low end speak

Chorus

Warm air moving against your dress

Nothing spoken, still I understand

Warm air moving against your dress

Closer than a hand

Verse 2

Porch light flickers, the sky turns rust

Log drum settling into the dust

Your shoulder tilts to the second beat

Bare feet reading the polished street

Space between us, thin as smoke

Filled with rhythm, no need to speak

Pre-Chorus

Wind is talking where our hands won't go

Reading a language only bodies know

Hold the silence, let the low end speak

Chorus

Warm air moving against your dress

Nothing spoken, still I understand

Warm air moving against your dress

Closer than a hand

Bridge

Every thread on you knows my name

Before my fingers do the same

Let the breeze be the only touch

Until the dark says it's enough

Then step to me, slow, on the four

Let the wind hand you to the floor

Chorus

Warm air moving against your dress

Nothing spoken, still I understand

Warm air moving against your dress

Closer than a hand