Friedo - Music Cafe Lyrics

Matcha latte in my hand, the afternoon is slow,
Tokyo feels like a dream, but where did the hours go?
CDs line the walls like stories left untold,
In this hidden place, the city fades, the world grows old.
Nothing much has happened, but it's everything somehow,
The quiet hum of music, the peace I'm feeling now.
Sunday in the city, where time just slips away,
Walking through the quiet streets,
I'm lost inside the day,
A memory in motion, a moment I can't keep,
But I'll carry this with me, like a dream I had in sleep.
A friend beside me, brought me to this secret space,
The air is still, but something lingers in this place,
The world outside keeps spinning, but I don't mind the pace,
I'm lost in thought, I'm lost in sound, in this quiet embrace.
Nothing much has happened, but it feels like so much more,
In this little café, it's the silence I adore.
Sunday in the city, where time just slips away,
Walking through the quiet streets,
I'm lost inside the day,
A memory in motion, a moment I can't keep,
But I'll carry this with me, like a dream I had in sleep.
The sun will set, and this will fade,
But the feeling stays, it won't betray,
I'll remember this, though nothing changed,
It's just another Sunday, but it feels so strange.
Sunday in the city, where time just slips away,
Walking through the quiet streets,
I'm lost inside the day,
A memory in motion, a moment I can't keep,
But I'll carry this with me, like a dream I had in sleep.