[Verse 1] Sun on the window, dust in the air You walk in slowly like you belong there Soft white sneakers, hair half tied City moving gently on the other side Coffee machine singing in the back Your smile hits me and my heart reacts Nothing dramatic, nothing too loud Just a little spark in a softened crowd [Pre-Chorus] And I like this kind of day No need to run, no need to chase Everything feels light and clear When you’re somewhere near [Chorus] It’s a Sunday in the city Warm light falling pretty Slow laugh, sweet talk You and me just drifting easy Sunday in the city Nothing big, just with me But somehow every little thing Feels better than it should be [Verse 2] Table by the corner, cups half done We talk like the hours forgot to run You brush your hand across your face And leave a little calm all over the place Outside, taxis and faded signs Inside, your voice and a slower time Maybe this is all I need A small soft moment and a little peace [Pre-Chorus] And I like this kind of air Where nothing hurts and no one stares Everything feels safe and new When I’m next to you [Chorus] It’s a Sunday in the city Warm light falling pretty Slow laugh, sweet talk You and me just drifting easy Sunday in the city Nothing big, just with me But somehow every little thing Feels better than it should be [Bridge] Maybe love is not a storm Maybe it’s just staying warm In a little place with quiet sound While the whole world moves around [Final Chorus] It’s a Sunday in the city Soft light on you, so pretty No rush, no fear Just the way you’re sitting with me Sunday in the city Small and sweet and dizzy And somehow every little thing Feels exactly where it should be
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