Paper moon hours, floating slow
You hum a tune only I know
Windows open, dreams come in
This quiet night, where we begin
Your voice is like a vintage song
Familiar, soft, and never wrong
Under stars we breathe, we glide
No rush — just hearts open wide
Thoughts unravel in silver lines
Midnight blinks through open blinds
Love don't need no perfect rhyme
Just this moment, out of time
You hum a tune only I know
Windows open, dreams come in
This quiet night, where we begin
Your voice is like a vintage song
Familiar, soft, and never wrong
Under stars we breathe, we glide
No rush — just hearts open wide
Thoughts unravel in silver lines
Midnight blinks through open blinds
Love don't need no perfect rhyme
Just this moment, out of time