Baskets
Style: Jazz standard

[Verse 1]
Our baskets bumped between the shelves
Past the soup cans and the tinned tomatoes
Nothing planned, nothing rehearsed
I just looked up and there you were

[Pre-chorus]
Now I'm holding up the aisle
Forgetting every single thing I came for
Something in me stops and starts

[Chorus]
Martin, you make the ordinary hum
Every quiet minute feels less numb
Some hearts wait to be well and truly charted
Martin, mine already come

[Verse 2]
I wheeled back round to find you twice
Told myself it was about the tomatoes
You smiled like you already knew
That the basket wasn't why I stayed

[Bridge]
No candles, no grand design
Just fluorescent light and you being kind
I wasn't hunting for a thing like this
But look what waited down the tinned soup aisle

[Chorus]
Martin, you make the ordinary hum
Every quiet minute feels less numb
Some hearts wait to be well and truly charted
Martin, mine already come

[Outro]
Two baskets, still bumping handles
Still glad that our shelves crossed at all

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