[Intro — two bars] [Coffee pours; a ceramic cup gently touches the counter] [Rounded bass, soft brushes, fingerpicked guitar] [Warm piano joins; singing enters promptly] [Verse 1] The lady saw me coming And reached up for my cup. I hadn't said a single word; She knew to fill it up. A fellow by the window Moved his jacket off the chair. Said, “Morning, take the good one— There's a little sunshine there.” [Pre-Chorus] Nothing stopped the traffic, Nothing made the evening news. But the morning felt a little less Like something to get through. [Chorus] Somebody saved a seat, Somebody made a little space. A cup was set beside me, And a smile remembered my face. There's a kindness you can almost miss When you're hurrying on your way— Pull up close and let it find you, Hiding in the everyday. [Piano answers; leave a little breathing room] [Verse 2] She broke a cinnamon pastry And slid the plate between. Said, “I couldn't eat the whole thing.” We both knew what she meant. We talked about the weather, Watched a sparrow through the glass. For once I left my phone alone And let the minutes pass. [Pre-Chorus] I came in for a coffee, Just a stop along the street. Stayed a little longer With no hurry in my feet. [Chorus] Somebody saved a seat, Somebody made a little space. A cup was set beside me, And a smile remembered my face. There's a kindness you can almost miss When you're hurrying on your way— Pull up close and let it find you, Hiding in the everyday. [Instrumental turnaround — eight full bars, no vocals] [Warm electric guitar asks; piano answers] [Cello completes the phrase; bass and brushes hold the pocket] [Verse 3] A young man at the doorway Had both hands full of things. I caught the door and held it; He looked up with a grin. Back inside, I took my jacket From the chair beside my own. A stranger paused a moment— I said, “You can make yourself at home.” [Bridge — gentle lift] I used to think a helping hand Should know just what to say. Sometimes it's simply noticing What's getting in the way. A chair, a door, a little time— We help the way we could. The gesture can be simple; The attention has to be good. [Brief breath; piano and cello answer] [Extended instrumental — twelve bars] [Electric guitar sings one warm phrase] [Piano answers; cello responds] [Hammond breathes underneath] [Keep the rounded bass and brushes gentle; no instrument dominates] [Final Chorus — peaceful lift, light harmony] Somebody saved a seat, Now I'm making a little space. Another cup beside me, Another name to fit a face. There's a kindness you can almost miss When you're hurrying on your way— Stay a while and pass it onward, Hiding in the everyday. [Outro — softly sung] Leave a little room beside you. Let somebody feel at ease. There's a morning worth sharing When somebody saves a seat. [Band settles gently] [Piano reduces to two notes; guitar gives one warm answer] [Soft resolved final chord] [One cup touches the counter; coffee-room ambience remains]
