[Verse] Morning breaks on this quiet street, Faces worn but the smiles still meet, A broken world found in crumb and dough, Small miracles in the bakery’s glow. [Pre-Chorus] Whispers soft like the dough that’s rising, Tender moments, no disguising. [Chorus] In the bakery line, we’re holding on, Broken pieces finding where they belong, Every hand reaching through the morning light, Sharing small miracles, love in plain sight. [Verse] Old wounds wrapped in the scent of warm bread, Stories spoken in the crumbs we’ve spread, Each step forward, a promise we keep, In every heart, the quiet deep. [Pre-Chorus] Whispers soft like the dough that’s rising, Tender moments, no disguising. [Chorus] In the bakery line, we’re holding on, Broken pieces finding where they belong, Every hand reaching through the morning light, Sharing small miracles, love in plain sight. [Bridge] Hold on, the dawn will find you here, In the rise of bread and the falling tear, Even when the world feels cold and bare, There’s a miracle waiting in the air. [Chorus] In the bakery line, we’re holding on, Broken pieces finding where they belong, Every hand reaching through the morning light, Sharing small miracles, love in plain sight. [Chorus] In the bakery line, we’re holding on, Broken pieces finding where they belong, Every hand reaching through the morning light, Sharing small miracles, love in plain sight. [Outro] Sharing small miracles, love in plain sight...