[Intro]
Soft morning light on the kitchen floor, a slow, quiet sigh
Crumbs like tiny constellations, a map of days gone by
[Verse 1]
I wash the coffee cup you always held with careful hands
The kettle hums the same old tune, a ghost in soft refrains
Your slippers by the doorway, a trail I follow in my mind
Every crumb a memory, every breath a little sigh
[Pre-Chorus]
Time slips through the fingers of a routine we knew by heart
But in the quiet it repeats your name, a whisper in the dark
[Chorus]
These ordinary mornings glow with a warmer ache now that you’re gone
The kettle sings, the chair is empty, yet I feel you in the dawn
I gather tiny familiar textures, I cradle them like a prayer
Holding on to the simple warmth that lingers, always there
[Verse 2]
I wear your sweater folded over the chair, the sleeves hold my warmth like yours
The mailbox clings to yesterday’s letters, the ink remembers storms
The clock keeps time with slower feet, the streetlight crawls along the lane
I treasure every small detail that time refuses to erase or change
[Pre-Chorus]
Any day could break apart, but memories stitch the seams just right
In every folded towel, I hear your voice, soft and bright
[Chorus]
These ordinary mornings glow with a warmer ache now that you’re gone
The kettle sings, the chair is empty, yet I feel you in the dawn
I gather tiny familiar textures, I cradle them like a prayer
Holding on to the simple warmth that lingers, always there
[Bridge]
If memory is a window, I stand close and sigh at the light
Some days are quiet rooms, some days a storm tucked out of sight
But in the hush, your laughter flickers on the wall I pass
And I learn to live with longing, soft as a year-old laugh
[Chorus]
These ordinary mornings glow with a warmer ache now that you’re gone
The kettle sings, the chair is empty, yet I feel you in the dawn
I gather tiny familiar textures, I cradle them like a prayer
Holding on to the simple warmth that lingers, always there
[Outro]
So I keep the porch light on, where the day meets the memory line
And with every ordinary moment, you’re the taste of home I find
