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[Verse] Sunrise spills on the kitchen floor, Steam from the pot starts to pour. You come in quiet, boots still wet, Eyeing the skillet with a half-smile, and I forget my name. [Pre-Chorus] A crumb slips from the bread, You reach, but I catch it instead. Fingers brush—just for a second— And the world goes slow, and the silence is tender. [Chorus] Cornbread warm, coffee deep, You talk to me like I’m the one you keep. I’m shy as dust on a jar, But I’m falling, slow, in your quiet star. Cornbread warm, coffee sweet, You look at me like I’m yours, like it’s real— And I’m not sure how to say, “I’m here.” [Verse] You say, “This one’s just right,” Not knowing it’s my heart you’re lighting. The sugar you stir, it’s my own name, Spelled in the steam, in the golden flame. [Pre-Chorus] A spoon knocks the plate, You laugh, and the moment gets straight. I drop my fork, don’t even care— You’re looking at me like I’m rare. [Chorus] Cornbread warm, coffee deep, You talk to me like I’m the one you keep. I’m shy as dust on a jar, But I’m falling, slow, in your quiet star. Cornbread warm, coffee sweet, You look at me like I’m yours, like it’s real— And I’m not sure how to say, “I’m here.” [Bridge] Maybe we don’t need a word, Just this table, this light, this bird Singin’ outside while the world holds still— You with your boots, me in my apron, and my heart’s on the sill
 [Chorus] Cornbread warm, coffee deep, You talk to me like I’m the one you keep. I’m shy as dust on a jar, But I’m falling, slow, in your quiet star. Cornbread warm, coffee sweet, You look at me like I’m yours, like it’s real— And I’m not sure how to say, “I’m here.” [Outro] Cornbread warm
 Coffee sweet
 You say my name
 And I’m home.

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