Verse 1

Warm tea on a rainy Tuesday afternoon

Staring at the patterns of the hardwood floor

I didn't see it coming, didn't think so soon

But now your slippers are beside my door

And the quiet doesn't feel so heavy anymore

Chorus

It's a soft kind of devotion

Like water wearing down the stone

No rushed or wild emotion

Just a space that feels like home

With you, I am finally known

Verse 2

You leave a little note on the kitchen counter pane

Simple words that make the morning light look bright

We talk about the garden and the coming rain

And how the cedar tree grew taller overnight

In this little world, everything is just right