Verse 1

You walked in with a paper bag of peaches

Sunday afternoon, the windows wide

I was fixing that old chair by the kitchen

You sat down and made the whole room bright

You laughed when the radio lost the station

Then you hummed the tune we couldn't find

Now every little ordinary moment

Feels like something I was meant to mind

Pre-Chorus

Come a little closer, let the whole world wait

Your hand in mine is all I need tonight

Chorus

You put the sweet in every hour

Turn a quiet room into a celebration

When you lean into my shoulder

I forget the weight of every complication