Lyric

Spring air

Holding still

You stand close

But not too near

Like something’s pulling

From somewhere else here

The streetlight spills

Across your face

Half in shadow

Half in grace

Your breath is warm

But measured slow

Like you’re deciding

Where to go

If we move

We change the line

If we stay

We’ll lose our time

Almost crossing

Almost gone

Almost right

Almost wrong

Almost crossing

In this light

Close enough

To feel the night

A car drives past

But we don’t turn

There’s something quiet

Starting to burn

Your hand hovers

Near my wrist

Like one small touch

Would seal this

The wind moves soft

Against your hair

Like it knows

We’re standing there

If I lean

We both will fall

If I don’t

We lose it all

Almost crossing

Breath on skin

Not outside

Not within

Almost crossing

Spring too thin

One more second

We give in

You say nothing

But your eyes

Carry all

The unsaid lines

No door to close

No place to hide

Just this narrow

Edge of night

Almost crossing

Fading slow

Not yet yes

Not yet no

Almost crossing

Soft and long

We stay right here

Where we don’t belong

Almost crossing

Still we stay

Waiting for

The light to sway

Spring holds us

Between