Saw you stranded by the crosswalk
Little metal ship on land
Half a cereal box
One flip-flop
Riding lonely through the sand
Sunburnt wheels and faded barcode
Paint is chipped
But you still shine
Abandoned by the sliding doors
Guess you slipped right out of line
Leftover shopping carts
Rolling through the parking lot hearts
Every dent
Every squeak
Every scar
Knows who we are
We push
We pull
We part
Then we drift in the dark
Guess people aren’t that far
From leftover shopping carts (hey!)
You’ve seen breakups by the tailgate
Kids who begged for candy bars
Groceries dropped on rainy Tuesdays
Wish lists
Worries
Stolen jars
You just sit there in the corner
Collecting stories in your frame
Rusty basket
Quiet witness
To everyone who never stays
Leftover shopping carts
Rolling through the parking lot hearts
Every dent
Every squeak
Every scar
Knows who we are
We push
We pull
We part
Then we drift in the dark
Guess people aren’t that far
From leftover shopping carts (oh-oh)