The world outside, a noisy hum
Inside these walls, a quiet calm
I pull a book from a dusty old shelf
Just me and my quiet self
The cover's worn, the pages are soft
A memory from a long time off
Oh, the scent of an old book
And the smell of freshly brewed coffee
A perfect moment for you and for me
A quiet story, written in time
This perfect silence is all mine
An old book and a coffee scent
A little bliss, heaven-sent
The sound of a page, a gentle turn
A quiet lesson for me to learn
The words are faded, the ink is thin
A brand new journey, to begin within
The steam from my cup begins to rise
A little warmth for my tired eyes
The story told, a memory I find
The coffee clears my wandering mind
The old paper, a sense of peace
A little moment for my soul to release
Two different worlds, now softly blended
A perfect feeling that has descended
Oh, the scent of an old book
And the smell of freshly brewed coffee
A perfect moment for you and for me
A quiet story, written in time
This perfect silence is all mine
An old book and a coffee scent
A little bliss, heaven-sent
An old book
And a coffee scent
Just only for me
