[Verse] Sunrise spills on dusty streets, I’m walking slow Market hums a tender beat, where memories flow Colors dance in woven threads, the aroma calls I search the stalls for just the right, the perfect small [Pre-Chorus] Every face I used to know, shades of long ago In the laughter and the hush, the past begins to glow [Chorus] Take me back to the weekend market mission Last-minute gifts and a familiar vision Sweet spices and a soft tradition In every step, a bittersweet admission Take me back to that crowded place Where time slows down, but hearts still race Weekend whispers, a warm embrace I find a piece of home in every face [Verse] Hands exchange what words can’t say, wrapped with care Fruits and flowers in the clay, stories in the air I hold a gift, my heart adrift, between the lines Searching for the perfect touch in fading signs [Pre-Chorus] Echoes of a laughter sweet, drifting through the heat In the smiles and in the stalls, moments bittersweet [Chorus] Take me back to the weekend market mission Last-minute gifts and a familiar vision Sweet spices and a soft tradition In every step, a bittersweet admission Take me back to that crowded place Where time slows down, but hearts still race Weekend whispers, a warm embrace I find a piece of home in every face [Bridge] Underneath the amber light, memories ignite Through the clatter and the call, I feel it all Though the day will soon conclude, and I must choose This market’s soul stays stitched inside my mood [Chorus] Take me back to the weekend market mission Last-minute gifts and a familiar vision Sweet spices and a soft tradition In every step, a bittersweet admission Take me back to that crowded place Where time slows down, but hearts still race Weekend whispers, a warm embrace I find a piece of home in every face [Outro] Weekend market, hold me tight In your warmth, I find the light Fading softly into night Home is here, within my sight