Glass Floor

[ Lyrics ]

Fish swim under me… 
Fish swim under me… 

Legs on the ledge, barefoot on warm teak,
watchin’ parrotfish trace a pattern in the wake.
Sun cuts through the glass like it knows my name,
blue refraction runs right through my veins.
Morning gold on my skin, no need to rise,
everything I need’s already in sight.
You pour the juice, no words, just a glance,
hand me the spoon like you planned this romance.

No menu, no choice, no ‘what do you feel?’
just passionfruit pulp and a song that’s real.
My playlist comes on—track six, right on time,
you remembered the one that tastes like wine.

Fish swim under me, love floats all around,
not a sound out of place, not a single lost ground.
Fish swim under me, slow, steady, and deep,
in this bubble you built, I don’t dream, I just sleep.

Mount Otemanu blushes, peak dipped in light,
you hand me your jacket—says you love me tonight.
Didn’t say it in sentences, just pulled me close,
read the wind, caught my shiver before it rose.
No ‘maybe,’ no ‘someday,’ no tension, no test,
it’s not earned, it’s just given—like good love should rest.
You know how I take it: low sugar, slow heat,
my silence, my rhythm, my pulse when it’s me.

No questions, no pressure, no games left to win,
just coconut chia and the skin on your skin.
You hand me the straw like it’s sacred, not small—
worship in gestures, not speeches at all.

Fish swim under me, love floats all around,
not a sound out of place, not a single lost ground.
Fish swim under me, slow, steady, and deep,
in this bubble you built, I don’t dream, I just sleep.

This ain’t luck, it’s a language,
spoken soft, never flashy.
In the way that you linger
just to adjust my pillow thinner.
No performance, no proof—
it’s the quiet that’s loving enough.

Fish swim under me, love floats all around,
every gesture a vow that no moment’s unsound.
Fish swim under me, slow, steady, and deep,
in this life that you made, I don’t wake, I just keep…

Fish swim under me—
Fish swim under me—

Fish swim under me… 
Yeah… under me.