No But Listen
[Verse 1] You call me from a parking lot, January frost, Iced coffee in your hand like you don't care about the cost, Four minutes, forty seconds, I can hear you breathe, 'No but listen,' and I'm already smiling through my teeth, Pretzel's on the couch again, you say it like a prayer, That skinny little greyhound with the philosophical stare. [Chorus] Maya, I've been counting all the ways you're one of a kind, The voice memos, the cold drinks, the stories that unwind, You walked out of the gray and into something you designed, No but listen — I'm so glad you're mine. [Verse 2] Remember when the cubicle was slowly eating you, Now your desk is covered in the colors that you choose, You freelance in your living room with Pretzel at your feet, Building something beautiful, no safety net, no seat, And still you send me rambling voice notes, 6 AM to 2, Every single one a tiny portrait — just of you. [Chorus] Maya, I've been counting all the ways you're one of a kind, The voice memos, the cold drinks, the stories that unwind, You walked out of the gray and into something you designed, No but listen — I'm so glad you're mine.