歌詞

Saturday morning, you were still in bed

When you said, “I wish someone would come over.”

That one little wish woke me up

And made the world feel just a bit bigger

“So, we should probably clean then,” I said

Half-joking, not expecting much

But you stood up with a spark in your eyes—

There was no stopping you after that

One step, one wipe — your rule today

New sheet every time, no matter what I say

I thought, “You don’t need that many,” but

I held it in and just watched you go

The twenty-pack was gone in no time

But your proud little system felt just right

You believed in this “one wipe per step”

More than anyone else ever could

While the toast was cooking in the pan

You scrubbed each step with your serious face

Your voice rang out, “I’m cleaning now!”

And your back looked so reliable, somehow

You asked for light, so I gave my phone

You shone it into every little corner

And smiled like you found treasure there

Every dust speck, a victory

You used the last sheet so carefully

Wiped the floor in a final sweep

Then softly said, “All done,”

And plopped yourself onto the couch

What was left? A sticky floor

And damp steps I didn’t dare to fix

But I stayed quiet, just letting it be

And that felt right — for a morning like this

To be honest, it didn’t get cleaner

Maybe it got even messier

But you did what you wanted to do

And that’s what mattered most today

One step, one wipe — your own rule

New sheet each time, breaking all the “shoulds”

Even if it’s not efficient or neat

You did it your way, from the heart

And maybe it didn’t go perfectly

Sticky floors and all, but that’s okay

Someday, this “one wipe per step”

Might become how you welcome someone home