Confess To Me by Under Morrigans Spell
Confess To Me
Verse 1:
I feel it in the quiet, when the world is still,
The rhythm of your heart, like a gentle thrill.
No words escape, but I understand,
Every beat, every pause, is a command.
Your fingers brush against mine, a subtle plea,
A secret language only we can see.
I’m listening close, I’m holding tight,
Waiting for your heart to speak tonight.
Pre-Chorus 1:
Every thump, every tremble, every sigh,
Says the things your lips can’t supply.
I don’t need your voice to know what’s true,
Every pulse is a confession to me from you.
Chorus:
Confess to me without a word,
Let your heartbeat be heard.
Say “love me” through the quiet, the air,
I can feel it everywhere.
No need for letters, no need for lines,
Your pulse is poetry, your heart’s my sign.
Verse 2:
I trace the shadows of your hand on mine,
Each touch a verse, a secret rhyme.
Your chest rises with every silent vow,
I feel the promise even if you don’t allow.
The world could fade, we wouldn’t care,
Lost in the rhythm that we share.
Every glance, every fleeting brush,
Your heartbeat whispers in a hushed hush.
Pre-Chorus 2:
No words needed, just stay this close,
Let your rhythm tell me what your heart knows.
Every quiver, every pause, every beat,
Is a language only we repeat.
Chorus:
Confess to me without a word,
Let your heartbeat be heard.
Say “love me” through the quiet, the air,
I can feel it everywhere.
No need for letters, no need for lines,
Your pulse is poetry, your heart’s my sign.
Bridge:
Close your eyes, let the world slip away,
Let me read what your lips can’t say.
In every thrum, in every sigh,
I feel your love, don’t ask me why.
We don’t need promises carved in stone,
Just the steady rhythm, the way we’ve grown.
Speak to me softly through your veins,
Every heartbeat calling my name.
Chorus (Extended):
Confess to me without a word,
Let your heartbeat be heard.
Say “love me” through the quiet, the air,
I can feel it everywhere.
No need for letters, no need for lines,
Your pulse is poetry, your heart’s my sign.
Verse 3 (Intimate/Reflective):
If the night grows long and the silence stays,
I’ll still hear your heart in secret ways.
Every thump is a whispered plea,
Every beat says, “Come love me.”
Final Chorus:
Confess to me without a word,
Let your heartbeat be heard.
Say “love me” through the quiet, the air,
I can feel it everywhere.
No need for letters, no need for lines,
Your pulse is poetry, your heart’s my sign.
Outro:
So lean in close, let me feel, let me see,
Every unspoken confession from your heartbeat to me.
No words needed, no vows, no decree,
Just confess to me, endlessly.