He continued working, humming slightly. His voice was low in his chest, and it had a nice tone to it.
She listened, sitting down and leaning against a crate with a small smile. She didn't speak, afraid he would stop if she did.
He opened the crate, squinting into the dark canvassing. "The buttons on your collar, the color of your hair, I think I see you everywhere," he murmured, making a note on the clipboard.
His voice was deep and strong, even when he was singing the song under his breath. His fingers pulled the paper back, and he made a few notes. "I want to live forever and watch you dancing in the air.."
