Sunday Slow

Paroles de « Sunday Slow »

Verse 1

In the quiet of a Sunday morn,
Coffee steaming on the kitchen's counter,
Softly sipping, not a word is torn,
Eyes half-open, dreams gently ponder.

Verse 2

We lay beneath the blanket's lace,
Windows open, let the breeze embrace,
An old vinyl hums, a soft embrace,
Footsteps lazy, not a trace.

Chorus

Oh, let’s spend this day in idle grace,
Just you and me in this warm space,
Every moment’s sweet, time’s our place,
With nothing planned, no schedule's chase.

Bridge

A walk in the park, the world’s apart,
Hand in hand, hearts gently start,
Savoring silence, no need to part,
A simple day’s a beautiful art.

Chorus

Oh, let’s spend this day in idle grace,
Just you and me in this warm space,
Every moment’s sweet, time’s our place,
With nothing planned, no schedule's chase.

Outro

As the sun sets, shadows play,
In the quiet of a peaceful day,
We’ll drift off in a gentle sway,
A day of doing nothing’s here to stay.