Chip Shop Queue
Style: Synth ballad

[Verse 1]
Steam goes up between our hands
Bag too hot to hold too long
You laugh at how the whole queue stands
I never thought I'd feel this strong

[Chorus]
Bonnie, you make the waiting sweet
Simple things turn into gold
Bonnie, you're the reason streets
Feel less grey and far less cold

[Verse 2]
Salt falls soft onto the ground
You pass the bag before I ask
No grand words get us around
Just this easy sort of task

[Pre-chorus]
Nothing here is dressed up much
No candles, no rehearsed big line
Just your shoulder, just your touch

[Chorus]
Bonnie, you make the waiting sweet
Simple things turn into gold
Bonnie, you're the reason streets
Feel less grey and far less cold

[Bridge]
Some folk need the whole sky lit
I just need you standing near
This small light is more than it
ever looked like it could bear

[Chorus]
Bonnie, you make the waiting sweet
Simple things turn into gold
Bonnie, you're the reason streets
Feel less grey and far less cold

[Outro]
Steam still rises where we stood
Warm right through, the way you should

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