Wet Tarmac
Style: Bossa nova

[Verse 1]
Streetlamps turn the puddles gold
Your sleeve keeps brushing against mine
Neither of us mentions the rain
We slow down like we planned to grow old

[Chorus]
Ellie, the streets are shining wet
Nothing about this feels like a bet
You laugh and the whole night softens
Ellie, I'm not done with you yet

[Verse 2]
Your wool coat smells like the cold outside
Somehow that feels like home to me
We pass the same shop three times over
Talking just to keep step by your side

[Pre-chorus]
Every quiet street sounds louder now
You've gone and made the ordinary glow
Say the word and we'll just keep walking

[Chorus]
Ellie, the streets are shining wet
Nothing about this feels like a bet
You laugh and the whole night softens
Ellie, I'm not done with you yet

[Bridge]
No grand plan, just this pace we've found
Your hand stays warm against the sound of rain
Some loves shout, but ours just walks along
Steady as the orange light on the ground

[Chorus]
Ellie, the streets are shining wet
Nothing about this feels like a bet
You laugh and the whole night softens
Ellie, I'm not done with you yet

[Outro]
Long after the streetlamps fade to grey
Your sleeve will still be the warmth I remember

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