Deep House Energy

You laughed at my worst joke. Coffee on your sleeve. Said, "I spill things when I'm nervous." Then you looked right through me. This feels like love, half-open door in the hallway Light. I'm standing still, you're pulling me into Your side. If this is love, don't let it fade when The morning comes. Say it again, I'm the one you Want. You trace maps on my palm like you're planning Where we'll go. You say, "I hate making plans," But you're talking years, you know. This feels like love, half-open door in the hallway Light. I'm standing still, you're pulling me into Your side. If this is love, don't let it fade when The morning comes. Say it again, I'm the one you want. If we fall, Let it be forward into each Other, into the mess and the wonder. Oh. This feels like love, half-open door in the hallway Light. I'm standing still, you're pulling me into Your side. If this is love, keep every crack where the Daylight runs. Say it again, I'm the one you want.