Commitments

[Verse 1]
It's late night, got the vibe just right,
Underneath the stars, feeling high as a kite,
We dance close, whispers in the air,
Got that heat, baby, let's take it there.

We’re committed to this groove, no doubt,
Let the rhythm take control, scream and shout.

[Chorus]
Commitments, baby, we’re igniting flames,
Taking things to new heights, no need for names,
In this moment, let’s break all the rules,
With our hearts on fire, we’re nobody’s fools.

[Verse 2]
Sipping on that drink, eyes locked tight,
Your body’s moving in the soft moonlight,
When you walk by, it’s a game we play,
Stealing glances, take my breath away.

Tonight we shine, just you and me,
In this world of love, let it be free.

[Chorus]
Commitments, baby, we’re igniting flames,
Taking things to new heights, no need for names,
In this moment, let’s break all the rules,
With our hearts on fire, we’re nobody’s fools.

[Outro]
So let's ride this wave, don’t let it end,
In the heat of the night, you’re my best friend.

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I don’t need a thousand reasons, only this: your steady grin,
When the world is talking loudly, you’re the quiet where I begin.
Turn the lock, turn down the lights, let the corners learn our limbs,
If the future asks a question, say the answer’s always “us,” not “him.”


Commitments—late nights turning into bright mornings,
No warnings—just a rhythm that we trust.
Forgiveness—two hearts choosing one story,
No glory if it’s shiny but it rusts.
I’m down for the peace and the fire,
For the truth and the thrill when we kiss.
Put my name on your promise, I’ll put yours on my wrist—
Girl, I’m locked in these commitments.


[Oh, I’m locked in]
[Yeah, we locked in]
[Write it on my skin]
Love Commitments…


Let me cook for you on Sunday, let me fold the fitted sheet,
Let me fight the little battles that the week leaves at your feet.
Let me draft a love agenda, let me pencil in your rest,
Let me underline your laughter, girl, your smile is my address.
I’ll be ringing up your mother just to ask her what you like,
Make a playlist for your showers and a mix for motorbike.
We can split the rent on burdens, take the cost out of the ache,
Turn our secrets into seedlings, plant the garden we can wake.

Boy, I see you in the kitchen, shirt open, hands of grace,
But commitments take a backbone, not a filter on my face.
I’ve been curving pretty offers, I’ve been choosing depth, not gloss,
If you want me, lace your actions; match your sugar with the sauce.
I like sunrise on a Tuesday, tulips near the sink,
I like honesty at midnight when your voice is on the brink.
Baby, touch me like a promise, not a passport stamp to brag,
Make my name your favorite habit, tie it tight like satin flag.
If you give me all your Mondays, I’ll get wild on Friday nights,
If you text me when you land, I’ll keep the lamp and leave it bright.
Let’s be grown and still be reckless—only reckless with our trust,
Let the neighbors hear our laughter while the skeletons turn dust.


I don’t need a diamond chorus, just a verse that hits my spine,
Say my flaws are not a burden, say my edges still align.
Hold me steady when I’m heavy, when my silk becomes a fist—
If we’re signing love in ink, I’ll write my name across your wrist.


Love Commitments—late nights turning into bright mornings,
No warnings—just a rhythm that we trust.
Forgiveness—two hearts choosing one story,
No glory if it’s shiny but it rusts.
We’re down for the peace and the fire,
For the truth and the thrill when we kiss.
Put our names on the promise, wear the vows on our wrists—
We’re locked in these commitments.

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Check the mileage: we done drove through storms,
Hydroplaned doubts, then we changed our forms.
From “maybe” to “yes,” from “later” to “now,”
From “games in the dark” to a “light-on vow.”
I’m a headline man with the byline proof,
Put your heart in the lead, I’ll supply that roof.
We invest in the slow burn, compound flame,
Annualize kisses, amortize shame.
No ghosting, no boasting, no mystery haze—
We calendar love with the fiercest days.
I’ll pick up the pieces and pin ‘em in place,
Turn pain into lace on the hem of your grace.
You the echo in the stairwell when I run this life,
You the steady in the bass drum when I drum this life.
All the rumors say “play,” but the truth says “build,”
I’d rather plant roots than be sugar-rush thrilled.

[Breakdown – Whispered Ad-libs + Harmony]
You and I
Take our time
Write that line
Commitments…
Hands on mine
Stars align
Every night
Girl, lock with your Commitments…


[Male:]
Lay your head on my shoulder, I’ll be quiet with your storms,
Trace the map of your freckles, find the place that keeps you warm.
[Female:]
Put your phone on the dresser, tune your breath into my skin,
Let the promises we whispered turn to oxygen within.
[Male:]
We can dance in the hallway, we can sweat out every doubt,
Make a chorus of the creaking—let the floorboards sing us out.
[Female:]
Paint a future on my mirror, write our plans in fog and heat,
When it clears we’ll still be standing, matching heartbeats, beating beat.

[Chrous]
We don’t need a thousand reasons, we just need a little light,
Let it spill across the counter, let it kiss us through the night.
Every small, consistent touch is where the massive mountains shift,
Every “hey, you home?” text message is a gold-leaf gift.

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Girl lock with your Commitments—late nights turning into bright mornings,
No warnings—just a rhythm that we trust.
Forgiveness—two hearts choosing one story,
No glory if it’s shiny but it rusts.
We’re down for the peace and the fire,
For the truth and the thrill when we kiss.
Put our names on the promise, wear the vows on our wrists—
We’re locked in these commitments.

[Outro – Male with Female ad-libs]
[Mm] Sign the line with your laughter, seal the stamp with your sway,
All my “maybe next summers” learn to show up here today.
[Here today] No returns, no exchanges, this is tailored to our fit,
Girl, we tried on every doubt—now look how perfectly we sit.
[Perfectly we sit] So if midnight brings its questions,
Let the answers hum like hymns:

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Aaron Fumini