Warm air moving against your dress 1 (версия 2)

Verse

Dust rising off the harbor road

Tin roofs holding the last of the gold

Fish nets drying on the wooden rail

Radio humming a low kick trail

You sway once and the fabric turns

Slow like the evening as it burns

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel the tide pull the light away

Every heartbeat learning how to stay

No words needed, none at all

Just the rhythm answering your call

Chorus

Warm air moving against your dress

Turning slow in the tin-roof gold

Nothing spoken, nothing to guess

Just the rhythm taking hold

Warm air moving against your dress

Warm air moving against your dress

Verse

Boats come sliding onto the shore

Salt and smoke through the market door

Copper light on the woven crate

Slow drum settling, no need to wait

Your shoulder dips with the second beat

Sand still warm beneath our feet

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel the tide pull the light away

Every heartbeat learning how to stay

No words needed, none at all

Just the rhythm answering your call

Chorus

Warm air moving against your dress

Turning slow in the tin-roof gold

Nothing spoken, nothing to guess

Just the rhythm taking hold

Warm air moving against your dress

Warm air moving against your dress

Bridge

Wind drops low, the sky turns deep

Your hand stays open, soft to keep

No song playing, still we move

Body remembers, body knows the groove

Chorus

Warm air moving against your dress

Turning slow in the tin-roof gold

Nothing spoken, nothing to guess

Just the rhythm taking hold

Warm air moving against your dress

Warm air moving against your dress