Breathe Your Name Low

I pull your body close to mine
Following every curving line
The evening fades but we burn slow
While I breathe your name low
The wooden floor begins to creak
A gentle brush against your cheek
Every quiet word we speak
Is the only kind of truth I seek
The dusty record plays a tune
Under the heavy, silver moon
I step a little closer now
Making a quiet, silent vow
Hold me where the colors fade
Deep in the warmth that we have made
We are drifting on a tender tide
With nowhere left we need to hide
Yeah, I breathe your name low
Taking it sweet, taking it slow
A steady look, a leaning in
Right where your fingertips begin
The hour melts, the room will spin
A quiet fire beneath the skin
The dusty record plays a tune
Under the heavy, silver moon
I step a little closer now
Making a quiet, silent vow
Hold me where the colors fade
Deep in the warmth that we have made
We are drifting on a tender tide
With nowhere left we need to hide
Yeah, I breathe your name low
Taking it sweet, taking it slow
The air is heavy, sweet, and still
Pouring a glass for us to fill
Tracing a line upon your skin
Wondering where we both begin
A gentle promise Sayed will keep
While the shadows fall so deep
There is nothing else left to say
Just let the morning slip away
Hold me where the colors fade
Deep in the warmth that we have made
We are drifting on a tender tide
With nowhere left we need to hide