Verse
Yellow dust settling on the concrete yard
Evening heat still pressing hard
Speaker crackling by the garden wall
Your dress lifts soft before you fall
Into the rhythm, into the sway
Wind gets there before I say
Pre-Chorus
Watch the fabric catch the breeze
Tracing shapes I can't quite seize
Every fold is telling me
Where your body wants to be
Chorus
Warm air moving against your dress
Reading you before I guess
Nothing spoken, nothing pressed
Just the wind and what's confessed
Warm air moving against your dress
Warm air moving against your dress
Verse
Orange light on the water tank
Bassline low along the plank
Hem is swaying with the drum
Ankles bare, the dust gone numb
You turn slow beneath the wire
Cotton catching the evening fire
Pre-Chorus
Watch the fabric catch the breeze
Tracing shapes I can't quite seize
Every fold is telling me
Where your body wants to be
Chorus
Warm air moving against your dress
Reading you before I guess
Nothing spoken, nothing pressed
Just the wind and what's confessed
Warm air moving against your dress
Warm air moving against your dress
Bridge
Maybe it's the fabric talking
Maybe it's the way you're walking
Maybe I don't need to touch
Just to feel it says this much
Chorus
Warm air moving against your dress
Reading you before I guess
Nothing spoken, nothing pressed
Just the wind and what's confessed
Warm air moving against your dress
Warm air moving against your dress