[Intro]
Bell rings softly; caramel air, the shop holds its breath.
[Verse 1]
I run this corner shop by habit, coins clink, colors gleam,
Then a candy box yawns open, a tuxedoed mouse steps into the beam.
A tiny maestro, neatly dressed, bow-tie whiskers in line,
He clears his throat and sings an aria, pure and divine.
[Chorus]
Oh, listen close, little maestro, your velvet voice is gold,
In this sugar-scented shop, your notes are bold and old,
Turn the jars into an orchestra beneath the twinkling light.
[Verse 2]
I blink, suspect a trick, but the melody sticks to the air,
The shelves hum along, every wrapper leans in to hear.
Coins on the counter ripple like rain, and hunger fades away,
As the music swells, the world grows generous and warm all day.
[Chorus]
Oh, listen close, little maestro, your velvet voice is gold,
In this sugar-scented shop, your notes are bold and old,
Turn the jars into an orchestra beneath the twinkling light.
[Bridge]
Maybe the box opened a door I forgot to keep shut,
Or magic learned its lesson from sugar and luck.
I offer a crumb; he bows, and the room glows with a secret sun.
[Chorus]
Oh, listen close, little maestro, your velvet voice is gold,
In this sugar-scented shop, your notes are bold and old,
Turn the jars into an orchestra beneath the twinkling light.
[Outro]
I close the lid with a smile: music paid for tonight.
