PLEXØM, almost real. I’m Yours Tonight

Low light stay close

Your voice in the dark, half-whispered slow
Say it again like you mean it
Hands on my waist, don’t let me go
We both know where this goes

Your shadow moving across my bed
One wrong move and I’m gone instead
Don’t say too much, just tilt your head
I feel it more when you don’t say it

You got that pull I can’t resist
Right on the edge of it

I’m yours tonight
No space, no time
Just hold me like
You mean it

I’m yours don’t stop
Don’t say too much
We’re crossing lines
But I want it all

Your touch got a rhythm I can’t ignore
Every second I want you more
No slowing down, no metaphor
We’ve been here before

Say what you want but stay this close
I read your body, I know it best
No need to promise, no need for “almost”
Just keep your focus on me

You got that pull I can’t resist
Right on the edge of it

I’m yours tonight
No space, no time
Just hold me like
You mean it

I’m yours don’t stop
Don’t say too much
We’re crossing lines
But I want it all

If this goes wrong, I won’t complain
We’d do it all again
You say my name — it hits the same
Again again

Low light don’t move
Stay here just you