[Intro]
Steam on the window, guitar in hand
[Verse 1]
Barista-turned-songwriter, I brew a dream from the steam
Turn every moment into a chorus, a living tune it seems
[Chorus]
Honesty grows a tiny tune into a chorus we carry
Let the chorus fly, let the city sing along with me
[Verse 2]
A rival circles, threatens to steal the melody away
But truth keeps blooming louder, refusing to fray
[Bridge]
I pour my heart, the harmony holds steady
[Chorus]
Honesty grows a tiny tune into a chorus we carry
Let the chorus fly, let the city sing along with me
[Outro]
Let the chorus fly
