Amber on the rim of your quiet glass
Your reflection shakes like a fading past
Heat in the silence you never cast
Pulls me in lightly, holds me fast
Cross the light, don’t hesitate
Soft and slow, we calibrate
Filling up the empty space
Closer than we meant to be
Follow this amber line
Fall into our borrowed time
Let it drift across your mind
Breathe with me, breathe with me
Follow this amber line
Melt into the glowing shine
Even if we blur the signs
We’re aligned, we’re aligned
Amber—amber—line—line
Amber—amber—line—line
Your voice lowers as the room grows warm
Something in the dark begins to form
Touch on my hand steady like a storm
Pulling me faster into your orbit
Amber—amber—line—line
Amber—amber—line—line
