Steam on the Cold Bench
Style: Soul waltz

[Verse 1]
Cold bench, and my hands are stiff
Steam rising like a held breath lifts
You sit close, you pass me the cup
You always know when to fill me up

[Pre-chorus]
I wasn't looking for warmth like this
Didn't know I had a piece to miss
Now I'm leaning in before you speak

[Chorus]
Brielle, you make the cold air kind
You settle the noise in my mind
No one holds a morning quite like you
Brielle, I keep coming back to

[Verse 2]
Steam keeps leaking on the metal seat
We stay past when we said we'd leave
You laugh and the whole street softens
You're the warm thing I keep returning to often

[Chorus]
Brielle, you make the cold air kind
You settle the noise in my mind
No one holds a morning quite like you
Brielle, I keep coming back to

[Bridge]
I don't need the grand or the loud
I just need you, steady in the crowd
Some loves shout, but this one hums
This one stays when the morning comes

[Chorus]
Brielle, you make the cold air kind
You settle the noise in my mind
No one holds a morning quite like you
Brielle, I keep coming back to

[Outro]
The bench is empty, the steam is gone
But you're the warmth that I carry on

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