[Verse] Sunday shadows stretch between the shelves Cart wheels hum a lonely tune I know too well Familiar faces pass, but they don’t see The weight inside this quiet company [Pre-Chorus] Every aisle a memory, signed in silence, Whispered stories echo in the light [Chorus] Hold on, hold on, through the aching cold In these empty spaces, love still unfolds Hold on, hold on, though the nights grow long In the Sunday grocery aisles, we find where we belong [Verse] His hands reach out, but they’re trembling slow Learning how to lose what he thought he’d always know Rows of canned hope line the refrigerated chill Grief’s soft footsteps slow, but they’re moving still [Pre-Chorus] Every breath a lesson, every step a fight, Finding strength in the fading light [Chorus] Hold on, hold on, through the aching cold In these empty spaces, love still unfolds Hold on, hold on, though the nights grow long In the Sunday grocery aisles, we find where we belong [Bridge] And when the silence breaks, And the tears will fall like rain, We’re learning how to hold the pieces, Piecing back the pain [Chorus] Hold on, hold on, through the aching cold In these empty spaces, love still unfolds Hold on, hold on, though the nights grow long In the Sunday grocery aisles, we find where we belong [Outro] Hold on, hold on, In these quiet Sunday aisles, We find where we belong.