Slow Dance in the Kitchen

It's way past midnight, baby And the kitchen floor is calling Phone propped up against the sugar jar One speaker working overtime You in my old t-shirt, barefoot on the tile Fridge light painting gold across your eyes We don't need a ballroom We got twelve square feet and time Slow dance in the kitchen, nothing but the hum Counter to the fridge and back again Hold you like the night ain't ever gonna come undone This is where the music's always been Slow dance in the kitchen Your cheek against my shoulder, swaying easy Dishes in the sink can wait till noon Grown love don't need an audience to prove it Just a little room and a little tune Let the whole world keep on sleeping This hour's yours and mine Slow dance in the kitchen, nothing but the hum Counter to the fridge and back again Hold you like the night ain't ever gonna come undone This is where the music's always been Slow dance in the kitchen Twenty years from now, same tile, same song Moving slower but moving still Baby, when they ask me what a good life looks like I'll say midnight, you, this windowsill Slow dance in the kitchen, nothing but the hum Counter to the fridge and back again Hold you like the night ain't ever gonna come undone This is where the music's always been Slow dance in the kitchen One more song before we go Sway slow... sway slow