Face Down on the Floor
Style: Blues slow dance

[Verse 1]
Left that paperback right where it fell
Face down between the shelves so low
Meant to pick it up hours ago
But your voice called me, and I went slow

[Pre-chorus]
Nothing in this house gets finished right
Not since you started pulling me in
Every quiet thing turns into you

[Chorus]
Ronald, you're the reason I stay slow
You're the warmth that fills an empty room
Nobody holds me steady like you, Ronald
You're the one I keep coming home to

[Verse 2]
Dust collects on pages I don't read
Shelves stand tall but you're what I see
Stories wait, they don't mind the wait
You're the only plot that matters to me

[Pre-chorus]
Nothing in this house gets finished right
Not since you started pulling me in
Every quiet thing turns into you

[Chorus]
Ronald, you're the reason I stay slow
You're the warmth that fills an empty room
Nobody holds me steady like you, Ronald
You're the one I keep coming home to

[Bridge]
Let the story sit there, spine cracked wide
You're the only page I want tonight
Floorboards creak beneath our slow turned dance
Nothing reads as true as you beside me

[Chorus]
Ronald, you're the reason I stay slow
You're the warmth that fills an empty room
Nobody holds me steady like you, Ronald
You're the one I keep coming home to

[Outro]
Book still open on the wooden floor
You're the story I'll return to more

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