[Intro]
Soft light on the kitchen floor, a Sunday sigh
Two sleeves align like constellations in our eyes
[Verse 1]
We fold the day between our hands, nothing loud or grand
White cotton, soft as a promise, tucked into the stand
We tease the corners of a shirt and tell a quiet joke
In the hush, I feel your heartbeat in the rhythm we spoke
[Chorus]
In these ordinary hours, love stays bright and true
Bare feet, warm coffee, and the way I lean to you
Folded fabrics, folded time, and still we understand
That home is just a held breath, and you are my simplest plan
[Verse 2]
Sunday light weaves threads of gold through every sleeve
We count the quiet blessings only rings and hands can weave
Your laughter folds the laundry like a soft, grateful rain
And I memorize your stillness, again and again
[Chorus]
In these ordinary hours, love stays bright and true
Bare feet, warm coffee, and the way I lean to you
Folded fabrics, folded time, and still we understand
That home is just a held breath, and you are my simplest plan
[Bridge]
Maybe the world is loud beyond this door, but here we stay
In the small rituals, we find the sun in clouds of gray
[Chorus]
In these ordinary hours, love stays bright and true
Bare feet, warm coffee, and the way I lean to you
Folded fabrics, folded time, and still we understand
That home is just a held breath, and you are my simplest plan
[Outro]
Fold another sleeve, and I promise I’ll always stay
Content in the quiet, where forever begins today
