歌詞

Yeah, yeah, uh

This one's for the ordinary moments

The coffee, the chaos, the comfort

Let's go

Woke up at seven, your hair's a mess

You're stealing the blanket, I couldn't care less

You brush your teeth and hum a tune

I'm making coffee, it's almost noon

You scroll your phone while I burn the toast

You laugh at me but you love me most

We're running late again no surprise

You can't find your keys, I see it in your eyes

Check the counter, check the shelf

Girl you left them there yourself

Grab your jacket, grab your bag

The morning rush is such a drag

But even when we're stressed and rushed

Even when we fuss and cuss

I'd pick this chaos every day

Over any other way

Running down the stairs together

Laughing through the rainy weather

This is love it's not the movies

It's the small stuff that just soothes me

Text me when you get to work

Even with a question mark

That little buzz inside my pocket

Keeps my heart just like a rocket

It's the little things you do

Coffee rings and worn-out shoes

Morning fights and late-night talks

Holding hands on evening walks

Every ordinary day

Is extraordinary with you babe

I wouldn't trade a single second

Love like this was never reckoned

Lunchtime texting back and forth

Nothing major, nothing course

Just a meme you thought was funny

"Did you eat?" you call me honey

I reply with something dumb

You send back a little thumb

These are pixels on a screen

But they're everything they mean

Afternoon and I'm in a meeting

All I do is think of eating

Dinner plans we made last week

That little restaurant on the creek

You already made the reservation

I forgot, no explanation

But you just laughed and said it's fine

Poured us both a glass of wine

See that's the thing about you girl

You could spin my whole damn world

With a single rolling eye

Or the way you wave goodbye

On the platform in the morning

No dramatics, no performing

Just a smile and then you're gone

And I spend the whole day long

Playing that smile on repeat

In my mind with every beat

Is this love or is it habit

Either way I gotta have it

It's the little things you do

Coffee rings and worn-out shoes

Morning fights and late-night talks

Holding hands on evening walks

Every ordinary day

Is extraordinary with you babe

I wouldn't trade a single second

Love like this was never reckoned

Friday night we hit the store

Arguing over what we bought before

Do we need the fancy soap

Or the cheaper one, I cope

You always win and that's okay

I'll forget by Saturday

Carry bags up to the door

Drop my keys upon the floor

Every single time I swear

You just stand and stare and stare

Then you pick them up for me

Hand them over, set me free

Cook together, make a mess

Kitchen chaos, I confess

You taste-test everything twice

I pretend that's not so nice

But watching you lick off the spoon

Makes me fall for you so soon

All over again tonight

In the soft and golden light

Of our kitchen, of our home

Never wanting to be alone

Not when you're the kind of person

Who makes every moment workin'

Late night scrolling side by side

Neither talking, satisfied

Your leg draped across my lap

One of us about to nap

You pick shows I'd never choose

Rom-coms, drama, nothing to lose

But I'm watching you watch the screen

Every flicker every gleam

Reflected in your eyes so bright

I forget to check the time at night

Episode four then episode five

This is how I feel alive

You cry at scenes that aren't that sad

I hand you tissues, don't feel bad

You look at me like I'm the weird one

I am, but you think that's the dear one

Pause the show to get a snack

You never once put the volume back

I have to find the remote control

That's somewhere in a cushion hole

Fifteen minutes just to resume

The warmth of you fills up the room

Lights go low and you're asleep

Your breathing soft and slow and deep

I turn the TV off alone

This quiet house our quiet home

And I just sit there for a while

Looking at your sleeping smile

Memorizing every detail

Every freckle every inhale

Because tomorrow it all resets

Alarm clock drama what comes next

Toast burning, keys are missing

Somewhere in between the kissing

We'll do it all again somehow

And I would not change it, I will vow

Give me ordinary, give me real

No highlight reel, just how we feel

Monday, Tuesday all the same

I'd lose a thousand times this game

Just to win the part where you

Wake up every morning too

Right beside me, slightly grumpy

Hair in knots and kind of clumpy

That's my person, that's my world

Everyday in love with my girl

It's the little things you do

Coffee rings and worn-out shoes

Morning fights and late-night talks

Holding hands on evening walks

Every ordinary day

Is extraordinary with you babe

I wouldn't trade a single second

Love like this was never reckoned

Yeah, it's not the grand gestures

It's not roses on a Tuesday

It