Warm in My Hands
Style: Slow R&B

[Verse 1]
Yellow paper crinkling in the queue
Steam still rising off the top
Half of it was always meant for you
Some things I just never learned to stop

[Pre-chorus]
You laugh like it's nothing much
Like warmth is just a normal thing
But I keep chasing that same touch

[Chorus]
Bryson, you're the warm part of my night
Nobody else has ever come close
You make the ordinary feel like light
Bryson, you're the one I love the most

[Verse 2]
We split the last few standing in the cold
Your hands cupped around the heat
No grand words, just what we've always told
Just you and me and the same street

[Pre-chorus]
You laugh like it's nothing much
Like warmth is just a normal thing
But I keep chasing that same touch

[Chorus]
Bryson, you're the warm part of my night
Nobody else has ever come close
You make the ordinary feel like light
Bryson, you're the one I love the most

[Bridge]
No candles, no big speech needed
Just your hand finding mine again
This is the love I never bleeded
Quiet, and steady, and plain

[Chorus]
Bryson, you're the warm part of my night
Nobody else has ever come close
You make the ordinary feel like light
Bryson, you're the one I love the most

[Outro]
Paper's long gone, folded and thrown
But your warmth stayed, and it's still my own

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