Lyric

Morning light on the kitchen table

Steam rises soft and slow

Flour dust dreams in the quiet air

Where simple wishes glow

Hands that learned the patient motion

Knead the night away

Waiting for the heat to tell the truth

Of a humble day

Crack the window let the city breathe

Hear the sparrows sing

Time stands still for a tender bite

Of an honest thing

Golden crust and tender heart

Breaking warm in two

Every slice is a work of art

Made by me and you

Hear the snap then feel the calm

Butter melting through

In the sound of the early dawn

I fall back in love with you

Paper bag by the corner shop

Footsteps on the stone

Neighbors smile in the sleepy street

No one eats alone

Simple grain and water met

Faith and gentle heat

Crunch like laughter in the mouth

Soft like memories

Hold it close before it fades

Breathe the day begun

Small routines become our prayers

Shared by everyone

Golden crust and tender heart

Breaking warm in two

Every slice is a work of art

Made by me and you

Hear the snap then feel the calm

Butter melting through

In the sound of the early dawn

I fall back in love with you

No need for silver plates or crowns

Just time and open hands

In a quiet bite the world slows down

And I understand

Golden crust and tender heart

Still enough for today

Warmth and patience play their part

In the simplest way

When the morning turns to night

And the sky is blue

From first crumb to the final bite

I come home to you