[Verse] I found my way back to your door, That hoodie wrapped in evening’s glow, A quiet fold, your smile in tow, Soft words within a pocket hold. [Pre-Chorus] The night hums low, the city breathes, A whispered secret leaves and weaves, In every thread, a gentle tone, Returned to me, but not alone. [Chorus] Here’s your warmth, tucked inside, A little note where feelings hide, Fingers trace what words can’t say, Borrowed heartbeats steal away, Here’s your warmth, come back to stay, In borrowed nights and slow decay. [Verse] The calm breeze steals a memory, Your voice lingers like a melody, Between these folds, a soft refrain, A quiet peace in soft remains. [Pre-Chorus] The night hums low, the city breathes, A whispered secret leaves and weaves, In every thread, a gentle tone, Returned to me, but not alone. [Chorus] Here’s your warmth, tucked inside, A little note where feelings hide, Fingers trace what words can’t say, Borrowed heartbeats steal away, Here’s your warmth, come back to stay, In borrowed nights and slow decay. [Bridge] And in the silence, something grows, A tender light the evening knows, No need to speak, it’s understood, The language of the quiet good. [Chorus] Here’s your warmth, tucked inside, A little note where feelings hide, Fingers trace what words can’t say, Borrowed heartbeats steal away, Here’s your warmth, come back to stay, In borrowed nights and slow decay. [Outro] Softly folded, softly worn, A borrowed hoodie, gently torn, With every thread, a whispered line, Returned to you, your heart and mine.