Lyric

Five-oh-zero, jacket slung, city breathing chrome and gold 

Slide through doors—flower stand still open, payment cold 

Hand-picked roses, crimson flare against my monochrome 

What can I do tonight to make your smile feel home?

Store-front glass, I catch my shadow—chin a little high 

Not from pride, just thinking how to paint that starlight in your eyes 

Clock out, engines start to sing 

Clock out, I’m plotting everything 

Tell me how to light your sky, I’ll learn the constellations new 

Clock out, every second’s what-can-I-do-for-you

Metro rush, neon streaks, necklace in a velvet case 

Picture you—soft laugh, silver resting at your lace 

Traffic rips, my sneakers tap a private syncopation beat 

All the noise just asks me, “How will you make her heartbeat sweet?”

Another window, clearer now—confidence in quiet chrome 

Cause loving you means finding ways to make the ordinary glow

Clock out, engines start to sing 

Clock out, I’m plotting everything 

Tell me how to light your sky, I’ll learn the constellations new 

Clock out, every second’s what-can-I-do-for-you

If roses lose their color or the silver loses shine 

I’ll rewrite every city street to keep your day aligned 

Not “I want this” but “What’s your wish?”—my mission and my cue 

Clock out, skyline turns to stage 

Clock out, your laughter sets the gauge 

Point me to the dream you need, I’ll chase it ‘til the night is through 

Clock out—the whole world’s what-can-I-do-for-you