Woke up slow with your head on my chest
Curtains swaying like they know we need rest
Toast on the table, but we’re still in bed
Laughing at dreams we barely said
The clock can wait, the world can spin
All I want is your warmth again
This room’s a world, and you’re the sun
Morning starts when you say "come"
In Sunday light, we melt away
No need for plans, no need to say
Just your hand, my heart, this place
Slow love in a fast-paced space
In Sunday light, I breathe you in
Every smile beneath the skin
You and I, just holding tight
Wrapped inside this Sunday light
Coffee gets cold, we don’t mind
The moment’s gold, so let it shine
Old records play a song you hum
Every note feels like home