[Verse] Steam curls slow from the kettle’s breath, Sunlight spills on the counter’s edge. Birds on the sill, they’re singing sweet, Chillin’ like they own the street. [Pre-Chorus] Coffee hums a lazy tune, I stretch and watch the world come noon. [Chorus] Oh, open wide the kitchen sky, Let the morning dance right on by. Birds on the wire, sun on my lip, This little kitchen’s where I’m *just* in it. Oh, let the world spin slow and light— I’m warm, I’m free, I’m in the right. [Verse] Pants hang on the chair like a dream, Bare feet on the cool tile seam. A toast burns just a little gold, But I don’t care—I’m just not old. [Pre-Chorus] The wind taps soft on glass so clear, I lean in close and let it near. [Chorus] Oh, open wide the kitchen sky, Let the morning dance right on by. Birds on the wire, sun on my lip, This little kitchen’s where I’m *just* in it. Oh, let the world spin slow and light— I’m warm, I’m free, I’m in the right. [Bridge] The steam writes poems on the pane, A secret only love can name. No need to rush, no need to run— I’m in the moment, like the sun. [Chorus] Oh, open wide the kitchen sky, Let the morning dance right on by. Birds on the wire, sun on my lip, This little kitchen’s where I’m *just* in it. Oh, let the world spin slow and light— I’m warm, I’m free, I’m in the right. [Outro] Birdsong, steam, and quiet grace… Just me… and this morning space.