Little Life We Built

[Verse 1]
You come home covered in dust
Boots by the door, hands rough, cheeks flushed
You kiss their heads before you kiss me
Smell of sweat and coffee, that's my dream
[Chorus]
This is our little life we built
Hand-me-down couch, sink full of milk
Lullabies and late bills on the fridge
But I would choose this, every time, like this
You say you ain't much, but you're my world
My tired-eyed, hard-working man
In this small house with our kids
I got everything I ever wished
[Verse 2]
You stare at the ceiling at night
Counting hours, not sheep, just fights and overtime
You think I don't see that weight you hide
But I feel it in the way you hold me tight
[Chorus]
This is our little life we built
Hand-me-down couch, sink full of milk
Lullabies and late bills on the fridge
But I would choose this, every time, like this
You say you ain't much, but you're my world
My tired-eyed, hard-working man
In this small house with our kids
I got everything I ever wished
[Bridge]
Maybe we're one flat tire from breaking
Maybe we're one bad month from the edge
But your name on those lunchbox napkins
Means more than diamonds 'round my neck (oh-oh)
[Chorus]
This is our little life we built
Hand-me-down couch, sink full of milk
Lullabies and late bills on the fridge
And I will choose this, every time, like this
You say you ain't much, but you're my world
My busted-knuckle, brave-hearted man
In this small house with our kids
I got everything
You're my everything I ever wished

country, Smoky modern country ballad with female vocals, slow swung groove. Fingerpicked acoustic and moody slide guitar over a deep, warm kick and low bass. Verses stay intimate and low, close-mic whispery. Chorus widens with airy pads, stacked harmonies, and a haunting pedal steel answering the vocal. Subtle organ and tom swells add tension for a late-song lift, then drop back to bare guitar on the final line., romantic, emotional