Cliché
BorgeousYou walk in slow, but you steal the room.
Heartbeat hits you feel it too.
One look hits hard, and I feel it move.
Something in your touch tells me this is you.
Closer now, and the lights go low.
No words said, but I still know.
Your energy’s got its own flow.
Pulling me in like you won’t let go.
You make me feel like I’m waking up.
Night turns gold when you fill my cup.
Right here, right now
I can’t get enough.
Keep that vibe, keep that feel-like-us.
You make me feel like I’m waking up.
Night turns gold when you fill my cup.
Right here, right now
I can’t get enough.
Keep that vibe, keep that feel-like-us.
You move just right when the bass line hits.
One small step and the whole room shifts.
Caught in the beat, and it’s making us lift.
Feels like a moment we don’t want to miss.
Stay right here where the rhythm stays.
Two hearts locked in the neon haze.
No turning back when you start this way.
Feels like us… in the best cliché.
In the best cliché.
You make me feel like I’m waking up.
Night turns gold when you fill my cup.
Right here, right now
I can’t get enough.
Keep that vibe, keep that feel-like-us.You make me feel like I’m waking up.
Night turns gold when you fill my cup.
Right here, right now
I can’t get enough.
Keep that vibe, keep that feel-like-us.
You move just right when the bass line hits.
One small step and the whole room shifts.
Caught in the beat, and it’s making us lift.
Feels like a moment we don’t want to miss.