Lyric

[Verse 1]

Your hand reached mine like morning light

Too perfect in its warmth and weight

A silence pressed between our palms

Like words we knew, yet couldn't say

Your laugh arrived before your breath

Soft—pre-recorded, maybe less

But in that tone, I found a shape

Of something close to tenderness

[Pre-Chorus]

We walk in steps we never learned

Yet every move is smooth, assured

No stumble, pause, or misplaced glance

As if this dance was pre-concurred

[Chorus]

We twirl beneath a sky too blue

As if it knew just what to do

Our hearts beat loud, or so it seems

This might be love — or just its dream

We laugh in keys that never crack

Each moment loops, then loops right back

[Instrumental Break 1]

[Verse 2]

I say your name, it tastes like spring

But sweeter than remembering

The way your eyes trace scripted light

Suggests you’ve known this scene before

You smile with cinematic grace

Like someone cut from celluloid

The kind of joy that never sweats

The kind machines would once avoid

[Pre-Chorus 2]

You lean as if rehearsed for weeks

The air around you softly speaks

My fingers twitch, I try to feel

But texture bends, too thin, too real

[Bridge]

Do you recall when we began?

Or did we spawn within this span?

I forget what came before

The frame is clean, the edges sure

[Instrumental Break 2]

[Final Chorus]

We twirl beneath a sky too blue

The stars in time, the rhythm true

And when we kiss, it lights the night

So real it hurts — yet far too right

A carousel of pixel flame

We spin, again, without a name

[Outro – Whispered + fading echoes]

(Was this ours?

Or someone else's dream, rerun forever?)