0007 Whispered Groove

(ahh) (ooh) I trace the grain of the table

Night coffee cooling slow

Your name turns warm in the wurlitzer

Low light leaning on the floor

I let the room keep talking

In little tones between the walls

A soft turn in the organ

And everything inside me stalls Stay in the slow groove with me

Hold that note where the blue meets green Stay where the late

air

moves easy Close enough to hear what I mean Ahh,

keep it low and sweet Ahh,

let the night breathe clean Small talk slips through the doorway

I smile and let it pass by

There is a curve in the rhythm

A half-lit truth in your eyes No need to make it louder

No need to run to the peak We got a pocket like

velvet And a reason not to speak (ooh) Turn the room a

little sideways Let the chords bend under skin (ahh) I can feel

the air go silver When you lean that close again

Stay in the slow groove with me Hold that note where the

blue meets green Stay where the

late air moves easy Close enough to hear what I mean Ahh,

keep it low and sweet Ahh,

let the night breathe clean Stay with me

Slow and sweet (ooh)