Lyric

It’s just a Sunday without plans

You kiss my cheek with sleepy hands

No place to go, no need to move

Just breathing slow inside this groove

You hum a tune beneath your breath

The kind that lingers after rest

We don’t say much, we don’t need to

The love we’ve built just flows on through

There’s nowhere else I’d rather be

Than here with you, just being me

It’s just a Sunday without plans

You kiss my cheek with sleepy hands

No place to go, no need to move

Just breathing slow inside this groove

You hold the cup I always choose

You wear my shirt, slightly loose

And somehow in this quiet pace

You give my world its softest grace

There’s nowhere else I’d rather be

Than here with you, just being me

It’s just a Sunday without plans

You kiss my cheek with sleepy hands

No place to go, no need to move

Just breathing slow inside this groove

Not every love needs skies so wide

Some bloom just staying side by side

It’s just a Sunday, slow and true

And I’ve got all I need in you

No perfect line, no fancy proof

Just quiet time, and cozy truth