Coffee in a paper cup Corner shop is opening up Same old jacket, Sunday shoes Nothing on my list to lose Missed the bus, I let it pass Sunlight warming up the glass Woman with a dog waves twice I wave back like that's my life In my Sunday shoes I've got nowhere I have to be Let the whole day choose What it wants to do with me Bought some peaches, one fell out Rolled halfway across the ground Guy behind me caught it clean Best thing I've seen all week Took the long way through the park Stayed until the shadows start Phone is somewhere in my bag Haven't even checked it yet Maybe I'll turn left Maybe I'll go home Maybe there's a street I've never walked before No one needs an answer No one needs a plan I've got both my hands free And a little time to spend In my Sunday shoes I've got nowhere I have to be Let the whole day choose What it wants to do with me In my Sunday shoes Every wrong turn feels all right Nothing much to prove Nothing much to miss tonight Take it slow Take it somewhere I don't know Take it slow Leave a little Room to go Same old jacket Sunday shoes Nothing on my list And nothing left to lose
