I Wrote You A Song (with Lainey Wilson)

My fingers are trembling a little - it's as if I'm not touching strings, but someone's soul. The words are simple, the notes are even simpler, but between them is such silence that you can hear everything: the fear of being banal, the shyness of confession, the tenderness that doesn't ask for applause. Love here doesn't shout or demand, it just sits beside you when the chords don't come together and your voice fails. The one who doesn't get offended by silence and smiles when you try to hit the first note again. The music turned out like morning light - without pretension, without filters, a little shy about its openness. It's just a song written instead of a thousand unspoken words.