Private Dance, Private Ink

Me run on the bass and the room feels low

Paper on my lap while the bass unrolls

She moves like a secret in a red lit frame

I′m chasin' every line just to catch that flame

One hand on the pen, one hand on the beat

Tryna make the spot like glee

Every step she takes writes another bar

I'm turning this moment into art

In the private dance, in the private light

I'm writing a song while you steal the night

So much of truth in the velvet room

Every heartbeat hits like a bassline boom

In the private dance, where the shadows glow

I'm putting my feelings in words I know

You spin, I write, and the rhythm stays true

A little bit of fire in everything we do

Bills on the table and the smoke in the air

A gold chain shimmer in a midnight stare

I catch the motion, I shake the rim

Every gun she gives me is a perfect time

Page gets warmer as the record plays

I'm chasing the spark in a hundred ways

From the booth to the corner, from the floor to the bend

I keep hearing that feeling again and again

In the private dance

In the private light

I'm riding this song while you steal the night

Slow motion truth

In the velvet room

Baby, heartbeat hits

Like a bass on moon

In the private dance

Where the shadows glow

I'm putting my feelings into words I know

You spin, I write

And the rhythm stays true

A little bit of fire in everything we do

So let the moment turn to page tonight

I found my melody in your spotlight