Kuawn Stewart - soft light

Idle gaze
Watching me
Through the soft light
Curiously

And my friends are
Immature
They lost your golden
Girl

We're drivin through
The streets
Of the endless
NYC

And my eyes stay stuck
On you
And you look so gorgeous
Too
And the train station I said
That we missed nothin
Cause this is it

God I'm glad that I met
You

Your music taste is my
Virtue

You were scared of just
Hopin

And I was scared that you'd
Choose him

Conversate
On your couch
In the soft light
Destiny

Written by:
Kuawn Stewart

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