(Reflective mid-tempo ballad – gospel tint, warm harmonies) [Verse 1] Polished them up for the Sunday sun, Walked to the square when the bells begun. Saw you there in your ribbon blue, The world stood still, I swear it’s true. [Chorus] Sunday shoes, they shine for you, Worn and weary, but shining through. Every step I take feels new — In my Sunday shoes. [Verse 2] Years go by but the polish fades, Still I walk those same old ways. Every scuff, a dream come true, Still chasing after you. [Final Chorus] Sunday shoes, they shine for you, Worn and weary, but shining through. Every step I take feels new — In my Sunday shoes.
