[Verse 1] I found my heart in the corner stall Where paperbacks lined every wall A scent of ink, a touch of time The words just danced, fell into rhyme I’d lose myself for hours there Bell-bottom jeans, a wooden chair No screens, no beeps, just quiet grace A hardcover world, my sacred place [Pre-Chorus] Oh, the stories whispered low In dusty light, they’d gently glow Every chapter held me tight In the amber of that light [Chorus] Pages in the sun, turning one by one Every line a melody, every word undone Dancing through the lines, barefoot and free In the story of the 70s, the books were loving me [Verse 2] I’d sit and read by vinyl's spin The music played outside, within Typewriter clacks and coffee steam A printed world, a lucid dream No algorithm told me how To feel the weight of here and now Just me and ink beneath the trees While love blew softly on the breeze [Pre-Chorus] Oh, the margins filled with notes From lovers, poets, quiet hopes I still can hear their silent song Each paper world where I belong [Chorus] Pages in the sun, turning one by one Every line a melody, every word undone Dancing through the lines, barefoot and free In the story of the 70s, the books were loving me [Bridge] Under disco lights and fading skies With every book, I felt alive A paperback kiss, a velvet beat Where soul and story used to meet [Final Chorus] Pages in the sun, turning one by one Stories wrapped in rhythm, bound by love begun Dancing through the lines, soft as poetry In the analog of yesteryear, the books were setting me free [Outro] So let me live where the words still glow In that golden time I used to know Pages in the sun… where love would grow
