Golden leaves are swirling down upon the cobblestone
Walking through the chilly air but never quite alone
I pull my knitted collar high against the seaside chill
Finding in this little cafe something quiet, something still
Autumn breeze and cinnamon foam
Every little cafe feels like home
Sprinkle of sweetness on a cloudy day
Washing all the weary blues away
Autumn breeze and cinnamon foam
Peaceful melodies wherever I may roam
Velvet foam atop the cup, a dusting of brown spice
Sipping on the warmth of it, no need to think twice
Through the misted window glass I watch the bicycles go
Taking all the time I need, unhurried, sweet, and slow
Autumn breeze and cinnamon foam
Every little cafe feels like home
Sprinkle of sweetness on a cloudy day
Washing all the weary blues away
Autumn breeze and cinnamon foam
Peaceful melodies wherever I may roam
Let the season turn the branches bare
There is so much beauty in the air
Warm ceramic resting in my palms
Singing out my tender autumn psalms
Cinnamon foam...
Autumn breeze...
Gentle cafe afternoon...
Peace is here...
