[Verse] The streets are empty, quiet hum, Coffee’s cooling, day’s begun. Sunlight slips through cracks and seams, Filling up my sunday dreams. [Pre-Chorus] No rush, no calls, just this space, A gentle calm, a slower pace. [Chorus] And it’s alright, this silent light, Where echoes fade but feel so bright. With every ray that hits my face, I find a little bit of grace. Yeah, Sunday morning, soft and slow, Where all the quiet seems to know. [Verse] Footsteps gone but memories stay, Voices linger in the shade. Window panes like scattered glass, Hold the moments as they pass. [Pre-Chorus] No rush, no calls, just this space, A gentle calm, a slower pace. [Chorus] And it’s alright, this silent light, Where echoes fade but feel so bright. With every ray that hits my face, I find a little bit of grace. Yeah, Sunday morning, soft and slow, Where all the quiet seems to know. [Bridge] Whispered dreams in golden hues, A quiet world that I choose. In this hush, I’m not alone, Sunday’s silence feels like home. [Chorus] And it’s alright, this silent light, Where echoes fade but feel so bright. With every ray that hits my face, I find a little bit of grace. Yeah, Sunday morning, soft and slow, Where all the quiet seems to know. [Outro] Where all the quiet seems to know... Where all the quiet seems to know...