Текст песни
There's a softness in the way you breathe,
Like the hush before the leaves believe
It's time to fall, so slow, so kind,
Painting colors I could never find.
I've walked through winters, cold and long,
But you arrived here like a quiet song,
No grand entrance, no need to try,
Just a warmth that settled in my sky.
And I love you like the morning loves the light,
Slow and certain, never in a fight.
I love you like the rivers love the sea,
Gently moving, wherever you may be.
You're the quiet kind of love I never knew,
Soft as rain, and just as true.
I don't need the fire, don't need the flame,
Just your hand and the sound of your name,
Whispered low like a secret kept,
In the hours where the whole world slept.
You're the kind of grace that doesn't rush,
Like the morning through the golden brush,
And I'm learning, slow, to hold this here,
Something soft, and steady, and clear.
And I love you like the morning loves the light,
Slow and certain, never in a fight.
I love you like the rivers love the sea,
Gently moving, wherever you may be.
You're the quiet kind of love I never knew,
Soft as rain, and just as true.
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