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Nine AM same table by the window
Pretending to read my book
Watching you order your usual
My heart beats faster when you look
The steam rises from my cup
I practice what to say
But words get stuck
Another Sunday slips away
Every Sunday morning
I wait here just for you
Every Sunday morning
Hoping you'll see through
All these paper walls I build
All these words I hold inside
Every Sunday morning
I try I try I try
Finally found the courage to smile
You pulled up the chair next to mine
Autumn leaves fell outside
As your fingers touched mine
The steam rises from our cups
Words flow easily now
Time stands still when you laugh
I don't want this to end somehow
Every Sunday morning
My heart beats just for you
Every Sunday morning
Everything feels new
All these moments shared with you
All these feelings deep inside
Every Sunday morning
We fly we fly we fly
But seasons change
Coffee gets cold
Empty chairs and memories
Of stories we once told
Now I sit here alone again
Same table different view
Different faces pass by
But none of them are you
Every Sunday morning
Still comes without you
Every Sunday morning
Missing what we knew
All these echoes of your smile
All these traces left behind
Every Sunday morning
I cry I cry I cry