[Verse] Warm breeze hums through the mango trees, Shadows stretch long on the veranda floor. Whispers of laughter, soft memories, Fingers tracing lines we’ve known before. [Pre-Chorus] Time drifts slow, like the ripening sun, Sweet nectar’s glow, stories spun. [Chorus] Mango afternoons, golden hues, Taste of the past in the quiet muse. Mango afternoons, heart’s soft croons, Lingering warmth beneath the moon. [Verse] Old hands fold in the fading light, Eyes like the twilight, calm and clear. Echoes of moments that felt so right, Held in the stillness, ever near. [Pre-Chorus] Time drifts slow, like the ripening sun, Sweet nectar’s glow, stories spun. [Chorus] Mango afternoons, golden hues, Taste of the past in the quiet muse. Mango afternoons, heart’s soft croons, Lingering warmth beneath the moon. [Bridge] Soft sighs blend with the evening air, Each mango seed a memory shared. In this silence, we find our place, A gentle smile on every face. [Chorus] Mango afternoons, golden hues, Taste of the past in the quiet muse. Mango afternoons, heart’s soft croons, Lingering warmth beneath the moon. [Outro] Lingering warmth beneath the moon, Mango afternoons.