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Tram Beat • ИИ

Sunday Memories

JazzHop, Pop • 2026 • 3:49

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[Куплет 1] I kept your note in my coat Folded by the bus pass Coffee rings on the paper Like a map of what we lost The room was all brown wood And the bass line breathing slow I told myself be easy But you always make me know [Предприпев] And i still look back When the alley gets quiet Still hear your laugh Soft in the static [Припев] Blue note sunday Hold me there Blue note sunday Stay right here Blue note sunday We were almost prayer Blue note sunday Still hanging there [Куплет 2] I saw your face in the window Then it turned into rain My hands on the table Trying not to say your name The trumpet came in low Like a ghost with kind eyes And the whole night leaned closer In those folded-up replies [Предприпев] And i still look back When the alley gets quiet Still hear your laugh Soft in the static [Припев] Blue note sunday Hold me there Blue note sunday Stay right here Blue note sunday We were almost prayer Blue note sunday Still hanging there [Бридж] If i move too fast I break the spell If i speak too loud I know too well So i let it ride On a gentle wave You were here with me For one more day [Припев] Blue note sunday Hold me there Blue note sunday Stay right here Blue note sunday We were almost prayer Blue note sunday Still hanging there

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