[Verse] In the quiet of the morning light, Steam begins to rise, soft and white. Whispers float on a fragile breeze, A song that wakes the sleeping trees. [Pre-Chorus] Every bubble, every sigh, Tells a story passing by. [Chorus] Sing, little kettle, sing your tune, Gentle fire beneath the moon. Let your melody drift and sway, Calling dawn to light the day. [Verse] Shadows dance on kitchen walls, Echoes hum through empty halls. In your voice, the world stands still, A soft embrace, a tender thrill. [Pre-Chorus] Every bubble, every sigh, Tells a story passing by. [Chorus] Sing, little kettle, sing your tune, Gentle fire beneath the moon. Let your melody drift and sway, Calling dawn to light the day. [Bridge] Hold this moment, stretched and thin, Where silence sings from deep within. A breath, a note, a warming light— The quiet song before the bright. [Chorus] Sing, little kettle, sing your tune, Gentle fire beneath the moon. Let your melody drift and sway, Calling dawn to light the day. [Outro] Softly fading, last refrain, Till we meet in dawn again.