[Verse 1] I know your coffee, your deadlines, your train I keep three notebooks of somebody else's rain I said yes at the doorway, yes on the phone Now every room I enter feels borrowed, not home [Pre-Chorus] My sister asks what I want for the weekend I reach for an answer and come up holding names [Chorus] Where did I leave the part that says stop? The hand on the wheel, the one thing I want I gave out my hours till the edges wore thin I'm looking for the switch that still turns me on within [Verse 2] Monday's a launch and Wednesday's a favor Friday I'm fixing a plan I don't savor Your good news lands and I mean every cheer Then the quiet asks what I came here for [Pre-Chorus] I make a small list with no one to impress One open afternoon, one unclaimed address [Chorus] Where did I leave the part that says stop? The hand on the wheel, the one thing I want I gave out my hours till the edges wore thin I'm looking for the switch that still turns me on within [Bridge] No grand escape, no suitcase packed Just closing one tab, letting one call pass I walk by the river, buy peaches, go slow A taste I chose myself is a place I can know [Final Chorus] Here is the part that can still say stop The hand on the wheel, the small thing I want I gave out my hours; I can gather them in I'm finding the switch that still turns me on within [Outro] One open afternoon One thing I choose
