Quiet Steps at Dawn
(mm-mm) Morning coffee, quiet street
Ticking clock and heavy feet
Steam is rising from the cup
Sun is barely waking up
Leaves are turning on the lane
Gentle hum behind the pane (ooh-ooh) Taking one breath at a time
Let the morning take its time
Leave the rush and worry behind
Just the kettle, just the floor
Peace is waiting at the door
Pavement damp with early mist
Paper resting in my fist
Ticking pendulum unwinds
Slowing down the hurried minds (yeah)
Before the world begins to run
We watch the pale and silver sun
Just stay right here
Let the morning take its time
Leave the rush and worry behind
Just the kettle, just the floor
Peace is waiting at the door (waiting at the door)
Morning coffee, quiet street
(heavy
feet)