**Verse 1** Late-night streets and the city’s low, You’re the only place I wanna go. Toast on the table, coffee in hand, Laughing like we’ve got it all planned. You know my silence, I know your fears, We’ve built something stronger through the years. No perfect story, no scripted scene, Just you and me and the space between. **Pre-Chorus** And when the lights go down, We’re still dancing somehow, Through every shadow, every doubt, You’re the one I can’t live without. **Chorus** It’s toast, coffee and you, Simple things but they pull me through. Horror films with the lights down low, Your hand in mine when the monsters show. We don’t need diamonds, we don’t need gold, Just a real connection that never gets old. In a world that changes, one thing stays true— My favourite place is next to you. **Verse 2** Bassline moving through the living room, Two hearts beating in the same groove. You make the ordinary feel brand new, Even Monday mornings feel good with you. Then the credits roll and we’re wide awake, Talking about every mistake we made. No judgement, no need to pretend, You’re my lover, my home, my best friend. **Pre-Chorus** And when the lights go down, We’re still dancing somehow, Through every shadow, every doubt, You’re the one I can’t live without. **Chorus** It’s toast, coffee and you, Simple things but they pull me through. Horror films with the lights down low, Your hand in mine when the monsters show. We don’t need diamonds, we don’t need gold, Just a real connection that never gets old. In a world that changes, one thing stays true— My favourite place is next to you. **Bridge / Breakdown** No ghosts can scare me when you’re here, No midnight shadow, no old fear. Turn the coffee up, let the record play, We’ll lose ourselves till the break of day. Toast crumbs on the floor, Your jacket by the door, Little moments, nothing more— But I wouldn’t trade them for the world. **Final Chorus** It’s toast, coffee and you, Underneath these London-blue skies too. Horror films and a Friday night, Your eyes glowing in the TV light. No perfect ending, just something true, A little bit crazy, a little bit you. If love is a rhythm, I know my groove— It’s toast, coffee, horror… And me and you. **Outro** Toast, coffee, you… That’s all I need to get me through. Lights go down, the bass comes through— One more night, just me and you.
