LYVANTO - Midnight Coffee (Original Mix)

After hours.
You and me.
After hours.
You and me.
Na-na-na-na-na.

Sweet vanilla, mm.
Sweet vanilla, mm.
Yeah, yeah.
One AM, pulling from the drive-thru lane.
Two paper cups steaming
Through the rain.
Hazelnut syrup and a touch of sweet.
Warm cup resting on the leather seat.

No traffic lights making us compete.
Just an empty boulevard
Beneath our feet.
Your hand around the cup,
Warming up your chill.
Looking at the dark from the quiet hill.
Steam rising soft in the dashboard light.
Best kind of date on a random night.
We don't need the club,
Don't need a crowd.
Just the engine humming,
Not a sound too loud.
Sipping it slow at the boulevard turn.
Watching how the
Golden streetlights burn.
Simple little moments
Make the world stand still.
Loving you, girl, is my favorite thrill.
Steam is rising in the quiet air.
Sweet vanilla scent is everywhere.
City sleeping under velvet skies.
Seeing forever in your gentle
Eyes.
Midnight coffee, just you and me.
Midnight coffee, where we wanna be.
After hours.
Sweetest hours.
Midnight coffee.
Midnight coffee.
Midnight coffee.
Where we wanna be.
After hours.
Sweetest hours.
After hours.
After hours.
Yeah.
Radio playing an old love track.
Seat tipped low, leaning our heads back.
You wipe a little foam
Right off your lip.
Smiling at me with every little sip.
Clock hits two, but nobody cares.
Leaving all the stress to the morning
Stairs.
Your fingers
Reach across the center frame.
Whispering soft how you love my name.
Tires rolling smooth on the wet highway.
Hoping this night never turns to day.
No reservations, no high-class scene.
Just you and me in
This late-night dream.
Two paper cups, one heart, one ride.
Nothing feels better
Than you by my side.
Midnight coffee.
Just you with me.
You and me where we wanna be.
Under velvet skies.
After hours.
Sweetest hours.
After hours.
After hours.
You and me.
After hours.
You and me.
After hours.
You and me.
Da-da-da-da-da.

Sweet vanilla, mm.
Sweet vanilla, mm.
Yeah, yeah.
One AM, pulling from the drive-thru lane.
Two paper cups steaming
Through the rain.
Hazelnut syrup and a touch of sweet.
Warm cup resting on the leather seat.

No traffic lights making us compete.
Just an empty boulevard
Beneath our feet.
Your hand around the cup,
Warming up your chill.
Looking at the dark from the quiet hill.
Steam rising soft in the dashboard light.
Best kind of date on a random night.
We don’t need the club,
Don’t need the crowd.
Just the engine humming,
Not a sound too loud.
Sipping this slow at the boulevard turn.
Watching how the
Golden streetlights burn.
Simple little moments
Make the world stand still.
Loving you, girl, is my favorite thrill.
Steam is rising in the quiet air.
Sweet vanilla scent is everywhere.
City sleeping under velvet skies.
Seeing forever in your gentle eyes.
Midnight coffee, just you and me.
Midnight coffee, where we wanna be.
After hours.
Sweetest hours.
Midnight coffee.
Midnight coffee.
Midnight coffee.
Where we wanna be.
After hours.
Sweetest hours.
After hours.
After hours.
Yeah.
Radio playing an old love track.
Seat tipped low, leaning our heads back.
You wipe a lip of foam
Right off your lip.
Smiling at me with every little sip.
Clock hits two, but nobody cares.
Leaving all the stress to the morning
Stares.
Your fingers
Reach across the center frame.
Whispering soft how you love my name.
Tires rolling smooth on the wet highway.
Hoping this night never turns to day.
No reservations, no high-class scene.
Just you and me in
This late-night dream.
Two paper cups, one heart, one ride.
Nothing feels better
Than you by my side.
Midnight coffee.
Just you and with me.
You and me, where we wanna be.
Under velvet skies.
After hours.
Sweetest hours.
After hours.
After hours.
You and me.