Lyric

Bottom shelf blue

Almost the right size

I touched the bright one

Then let it slide

The aisle was warm

My fingers stayed still

Something small waited

Under the bill

I did the quiet math

Under my breath

Left one little yes

Somewhere else

Cheapest Want in My Hand

Light as a ribbon

Heavy as rain

Cheapest Want in My Hand

I took it softly

And gave it a name

In the checkout line

I looked at the floor

The other color

Stayed by the door

No one could tell

No one looked twice

I smiled at nothing

And held it tight

Paper bag

Little crease

I made a wish

Sound like peace

Cheapest Want in My Hand

Light as a ribbon

Heavy as rain

Cheapest Want in My Hand

I took it softly

And gave it a name

On the walk home

It knocked at my side

A small blue thing

Trying to be mine

Maybe I wanted

More than I said

Maybe I folded

The brighter thread

Cheapest Want in My Hand

Sweet little almost

Warm little ache

Cheapest Want in My Hand

I carried it home

For my own small sake

I put it down

Beside the light

It looked so gentle

I almost cried