Verse 1

I step outside in my cherry-red coat

The evening breeze lifts the edge of my note

I know which turn before I can say why

Pink over rooftops, the whole open sky

Pre-Chorus

A coin in my pocket, a song in my head

Somehow the good things find me instead

Chorus

I’m the chosen one, lucky like that

Trusting the feeling that points where I’m at

Pink sky above me, wide open view

Good things keep finding their way to me too

I’m the chosen one, light on my feet

Every small sign brings me something sweet

Verse 2

A little green door on a side street blooms