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You don’t name what we become
But your hand fits like a drum
We don’t write it, we don’t rush
But your laugh still makes me blush
You look down when I look long
Like you’re hiding in a song
And that’s all I need to know
Even if we never show
We don’t need to label this
It’s already more than bliss
So call it what you will
Something quiet, something still
It don’t need a bigger name
To feel like fire in the rain
Call it “almost,” call it “true”
Call it anything but blue
Whatever fits the thrill—
Just call it what you will
No vows, no finish line
But I’m yours and you are mine
Not in ink, not in stone
But in how we’re never alone
You don’t call me “everything”
But you’re in each song I sing
No rules, no standing still—
Just love, if you will