Weekend in Uniform

[Verse 1]
You roll in on a Friday
Dust on your boots
Tired eyes
Mom’s cooking on the table
But it’s just us in my mind
You smell like sweat and metal
I kiss the print of your name
On that shirt you never take off
Say
“tell me everything”
[Chorus]
You give me every weekend in uniform
Hold me like the world could change by Monday morn
I trace the patches on your chest
Swear I’ve never loved you more
Never loved you less
Than this
Every weekend in uniform
I’m falling till I’m sure
I’m coming with you
Wherever you go
[Verse 2]
We talk about your brothers
The ones I’ve never met
How you laugh when you’re exhausted
How you sleep still half on edge
I fold your camo on my chair
Like it belongs in my room
You say
“baby
Don’t you miss me?”
I say
“I’m coming soon”
[Chorus]
You give me every weekend in uniform
Hold me like the world could change by Monday morn
I trace the patches on your chest
Swear I’ve never loved you more
Never loved you less
Than this
Every weekend in uniform
I’m falling till I’m sure
I’m coming with you
Wherever you go
[Bridge]
I signed the line in quiet ink
Didn’t tell you right away
Practiced how I’d say it
Every lonely weekday
When I show you my papers
Your eyes go wide
Then wet
“You’re really gonna join me?”
“Baby
I’m not leaving you again” (oh no)
[Chorus]
You gave me every weekend in uniform
Soon we’ll share the sunrise on a training yard
I’ll wear my name across my chest
Stand beside you in the mess
In the mess and bless
All this
Every march and every storm
Every home we fight for
I’m coming with you
Wherever you go
[Outro]
So drive back on a Sunday
Kiss me at the door
Next time you come to get me
I’ll be in my own uniform

Warm acoustic pop with female vocals; intimate fingerpicked guitar in the verses, soft pads and bass blooming under the chorus. Light percussion and brushed snare ease in on the second verse, with airy harmonies lifting the hook. Build to a tender, hopeful bridge, then drop to just guitar and voice for the final chorus tag., romantic