

Two cups of coffee
on the wooden sill
The morning quiet
when the world is still
You leave a note
beside the kitchen key
A little drawing
of a willow
tree (mmm)
It's in the quiet way you say my name
When everything is new but still the same (ooh)
Every little thing you do
Brings me back again to you
In the ordinary grace
Of this quiet, sacred space (ahhh)
You laugh at things I didn't mean to say
We watch the autumn shadows fade away
Your hand in mine is warm against the cold
A simple picture that we didn't hold
We don't need the grand designs
Just the thread that softly binds
Every breath and every day
Walking on this quiet way (ooh-ooh)
Every little thing you do
Brings me back again to
you
In the ordinary grace
Of this quiet, sacred space
Every little thing... (mmm)
Just you
and me