Tekst Utworu
Fingers tracing shapes in the air
Your laughter feels like a secret shared
The breeze whispers stories
Soft and rare
Falling slow
We let it flow
Every second
Let it show
In this moment
All we know
Falling slow
Falling slow
Footsteps sinking into the sand
Your touch feels like a gentle command
Time dissolves, slipping through our hands
No rush, no need to run
The night begins, but we're not done
Falling slow
We let it flow
Every second
Let it show
In this moment
All we know
Falling slow
Falling slow
The colors change, but we don't mind
We leave the world behind
Behind
A quiet rhythm
Undefined
Written by: LyraNova, Rise Group

