Small Change
Style: Piano ballad

[Verse 1]
Coins rattle down the cold plastic tray
spent on nothing, gone in a blur
every one of them lost by morning
but you're not spare change, Wilbur

[Pre-chorus]
Everyone else just passes through
counted quick and let go
but I keep turning you over

[Chorus]
Wilbur, you're the coin I keep
tucked away, not the one I spend
warm from my hand, never cold
the start of me and the end

[Verse 2]
Every booth I ever pulled up to
took its due and waved me on
but you stayed heavy in my pocket
long after the toll was gone

[Chorus]
Wilbur, you're the coin I keep
tucked away, not the one I spend
warm from my hand, never cold
the start of me and the end

[Bridge]
I could lose every coin I own
and still come home to you
not currency, not something owed
just the one thing I hold true

[Chorus]
Wilbur, you're the coin I keep
tucked away, not the one I spend
warm from my hand, never cold
the start of me and the end

[Outro]
Let the whole world rattle past
I'm keeping this one, at last

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