Lyrics: Pudding_PD
Music: Pudding_PD
Arranger: Pudding_PD
Late checkout heart
Still lying on the floor
Coffee in my sweater
Keys by the door
Half- read book
Face down on the page
Your name like a corner
I keep folding the same
You calm me down
Like Sunday rain on the window
Slow me down
When I’ m running out of breath
We don’ t need plans
Just your head on my pillow
If this is all we get
It’ s still the best
The best
Takeout on plates
Couch turned into a sea
Your feet on my legs
Remote between our knees
Outside
Someone’ s racing
Inside
Time drifts
Silence in the room
Feels louder than the traffic
Tell me one small secret
I’ ll trade you one of mine
We’ ll hide them in the ceiling
Let them hum above our lives
If the world keeps ringing
We can let it ring
Turn the volume lower
Hear our hearts do their thing