Afro House Galaxy - Ruhi

Not a loss and not a gain; something quiet moving through,
Like I'm less and more than two.
I don't reach and I don't hold,
But the air feels slightly changed.
It's not gone, it's just more still,
Like a hand I never claimed.
Ruhi, Ruhi, closer now.
Ruhi, Ruhi, here somehow.
Ruhi, Ruhi, soft and low.