Lyric

Welcome to the midnight haze

When the clock hands briefly align

A backstreet glow pulls you inside

On a menu-less blackboard

Write down how today feels

Velvet darkness taps the glass

A sigh abandoned at the counter’s edge

“Rain-sound blend,” you joke and point

With a half-smile

The scent of wet asphalt drifts in

A siren echoes somewhere far away

Brewing tools click and chatter

Keeping time in their own strange rhythm

Amber drops fall one by one

More precise than any second hand

Steam draws a spiral staircase

The answer you were looking for

Is already in your hands

Taste the magic in your cup

That cool touch against your lips

Memories of walking without an umbrella

Begin to melt away

A bitter-sweet illusion of the night

Drink it down and stars will fall

A fantasy drip, made just for you

Ice spins slowly in the glass

“One lost-ticket latte,” just for me

Footsteps pause at the ticket gate

Echoes from that day return

Words I never said, sealed tight

Inside a sugar pot

Steamed milk wraps them gently

Softening the edges of a lie

Milk foam hides the destination

A platform no one knows

With a silver spoon

I scoop up my regret

And it suddenly smells sweet

Brewing dreams just for you

A maze of doubt dissolves in my throat

No need to wait for the first train home

The grounds left at the bottom of the cup

Turn into a brand-new map

A café terrace built on magic

When dawn-blue starts to bleed in

The spell fades with the steam

Invitations to sleepless nights

I’ll leave them by your pillow

So come on—before you wake

Magic hours never end

One filtered drop of memory

Makes a rusted heart begin to dance

This is the crack at midnight

Goodbye, yesterday’s tears

We’ll be waiting in the next dream

Taste the magic in your cup…

Fantasy drip…

Brewing dreams just for you…