Cooking
Lyrics
An early morning starts
Slided out off the bed
For her still in dreamland
It always wakes me up
The smell of fresh coffee beans
An active remedy
The sounds of cooking bacon egg flows
Her little footsteps upstairs know
Our morning goes slow
This is how we spend the morning to feel alright
Just hold a slow pace, slow pace
The sun light shining through the window (window)
It's gonna be a great day so
This is how we make ordinary days bright
Just hold your own pace, own pace
If raining out side of the window (window)
It's gonna be a great day so
Ooh (just hold a slow pace, slow pace)
Ooh (just hold your own pace, own pace)
A bit late dinner time
She's still on her way home
Play my favorite playlist
Checking out the fridge
For a bit special time
A homey touch
Welcome back, how did your day go?
Boiling pasta in a silver deep pot al dente
On your favorite plate
This is how we spend the night to feel alright
Just hold a slow pace, slow pace
The moon light shining through the window (window)
It's gonna be a good day tomorrow
This is how we make ordinary days bright
Just hold your own pace, own pace
If raining out side of the window (window)
It's gonna be a good day tomorrow
Ooh (just hold a slow pace, slow pace)
Ooh (just hold your own pace, own pace)
We don't need something so special always
And no need to be compared
Just always, same steps, side by side
This is how we spend the time (we spend the time) together, non-unique
This is how we know 'bout (we know 'bout) each other, our routine
Day by day, oh (just hold a slow pace, slow pace, just hold your own pace, own pace)
Step by step (just hold a slow pace, slow pace, just hold your own pace, own pace)
(Just hold a slow pace, slow pace, just hold your own pace, own pace)
(Just hold a slow pace, slow pace, just hold your own pace, own pace)
Writer(s): Wonk
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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