Right Song at Midnight

[Verse 1]
Midnight, your hand finds mine by the sink,
Bare feet on cold tile, and the whole room slows.
The playlist shuffles—then that right song slips in,
You smile like you knew, and I pull you close.

[Chorus]
We slow dance where the coffee cups sleep,
One soft song, and the world can wait.
Cold floor, warm arms, your cheek on me—
Kitchen at midnight feels like fate.

[Verse 2]
The fridge hums low like a bassline below,
Your shirt brushes mine as we turn in place.
No candles, no crowd, nowhere else to go—
Just your laugh and the moon on your face.

[Bridge]
Let the song run long, let the night stay sweet,
Let the tile chill everything but us.

[Outro]
When the playlist gets it right again,
I’ll find your hand, and we’ll sway.