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Morning light on the trees so tall
Coffee cups and a street saxophone call
Sneakers walking on a painted line
Every stranger feels like a friend of mine
City breathes a little slow today
All the noise just drifts away
It’s a Sunday in Central Park
Green dreams beating with my heart
Skylines fade into the blue
Time stands still when I’m with you
Just a bench, a song, a spark
Sunday in Central Park
Kids laughing near the fountain sound
Old love stories sitting all around
Pages turning, the breeze so kind
New York softens in this state of mind
Every worry learns to rest
In the sunlight on your dress
It’s a Sunday in Central Park
Green dreams beating with my heart
Skylines fade into the blue
Time stands still when I’m with you
Just a bench, a song, a spark
Sunday in Central Park
No rush trains, no ticking clocks
Just shared silence, pigeons, thoughts
If forever had a place to start
It would feel like Central Park
It’s a Sunday in Central Park
Where the city shows its heart
Hold this moment, don’t let it part
Sunday in Central Park
Soft jazz fading with the sun
Another week can wait, we’re done
