Warm Hands, Low Light (версия 3)

Intro

Cup the flame

Hold the shape

Verse

Your palm curves round the low light's glow

Mine comes close, but stays real slow

The fan blades stir the amber air

Heat still finds you sitting there

Pre-Chorus

Is it the flame or the space between

Is it your skin or the warmth I've seen

Chorus

Warm hands, low light

Nobody's touching, still we ignite

Warm hands, low light

Close enough to borrow the night

Verse

Smoke curls thin where our fingers hover

Copper shadows keep us covered

The room dips soft, the bassline bends

Nothing starts and nothing ends

Pre-Chorus

Is it the flame or the space between

Is it your skin or the warmth I've seen

Chorus

Warm hands, low light

Nobody's touching, still we ignite

Warm hands, low light

Close enough to borrow the night

Bridge

Let the wick burn down slow

Let the current just flow

Hands don't have to meet

For the heat to keep

Outro

Warm hands, low light

Still we ignite