White walls, slow light,
Nothing loud, but it feels right.
Two feet, one song,
Everything is where it belongs.
In this soft room, we don't need sound,
Let the stillness hold us down.
Quiet hearts, steady beat,
This is where we gently meet.
Nothing loud, but it feels right.
Two feet, one song,
Everything is where it belongs.
In this soft room, we don't need sound,
Let the stillness hold us down.
Quiet hearts, steady beat,
This is where we gently meet.