[Intro – soft acoustic guitar arpeggio, gentle piano notes, warm atmosphere, female vocal enters calmly] Verse 1 My grandma used to sit me on her knee In a kitchen warm with cinnamon and tea She smiled and said, “Just wait and you will see Every pot has its lid eventually.” I didn’t know what love was meant to be Just fairy tales and childish certainty But those words stayed quietly with me Every pot has its lid eventually [Verse builds slightly – light percussion enters, brushed snare, soft bass] Verse 2 Then I was young with a restless heart on fire Chasing someone who would never feel desire And someone else was waiting patiently But love was never where it seemed to be My mama said while drying tears I hid “Girl, don’t rush life, just let your story live The world is wide and love is what it gives Every pot has its lid.” [Pre-Chorus – piano rises, subtle strings build tension] Pre-Chorus Maybe love comes slow Maybe years must pass But somewhere in this world There’s a heart that fits at last [Chorus – big uplifting hook, harmony vocals, very catchy repeated line] Chorus Every pot has its lid somewhere out there Every heart finds a love it can wear Maybe slow, maybe late like mine did But every pot, every pot has its lid Every pot has its lid, that’s the truth Through the lonely nights of your youth When the right kind of love finally lives Every pot, every pot has its lid [Verse – instrumentation slightly reduced again, acoustic guitar prominent] Verse 3 I raised my child with the world on my shoulders Worked long days while the nights grew colder No time for dreams or candlelight romance Just life and responsibility and chance Friends would laugh and gently say to me “You’ll see it when it’s meant to be Somewhere out there the one who fits Every pot still finds its lid.” [Bridge – emotional lift, piano and strings lead, vocals more powerful] Bridge Then thirty-seven years into my story Love walked in without a warning No fireworks, just something true Like coming home to something you always knew Twenty years and we’re still standing here Through quiet days and every passing year Now I smile when life gets rough Some lids just fit that well in love [Final Chorus – biggest arrangement, harmony vocals, cinematic lift] Final Chorus Every pot has its lid somewhere out there Every heart finds a love it can wear All those roads I had to live Led me straight to the lid that fits Every pot has its lid, that’s the truth Through the lonely nights of your youth When the right kind of love finally lives Every pot, every pot has its lid [Outro – instrumentation fades, soft vocal hook repeating, intimate tone] Every pot… Every pot has its lid Every pot… Every pot has its lid
