Track 3 of the album Write Me Back by Sunday · 2026
Wear My Jacket Home, Sunday Wind
by Nina Vale
“The wind came up, you saw me shiver, and you didn't miss a trick. Romance in about three minutes.”
soul · romantic soul · groove soul · 4:17
Lyrics
Sunday in the park, the wind came up too quick You saw me shiver, and you didn't miss a trick Off came your jacket, slow Round my shoulders it did go Smelled like cedar and a little bit of rain I said I'd give it back You just smiled and said, Not yet Wear my jacket home, wear it home tonight Let the Sunday wind blow, you'll be warm and alright Keep it till the morning, keep it till we meet Wear my jacket home, down the golden street Sleeves are way too long, I roll them up with pride Your pocket holds a ticket and a pen that's dried I find a note inside It says, Hey, you, walk beside And I laugh out loud on the avenue I said I'd give it back You just smiled and said, Not yet Wear my jacket home, wear it home tonight Let the Sunday wind blow, you'll be warm and alright Keep it till the morning, keep it till we meet Wear my jacket home, down the golden street Some things you lend Are really things you give A little warmth, a little time A reason to live Monday knocks, I'm standing at your door The jacket on my arm, and I'm wanting more You open up the door Say, Why not keep it for Another Sunday, you and me and the breeze Wear my jacket home, wear it home tonight Let the Sunday wind blow, you'll be warm and alright Keep it till the morning, keep it till we meet Wear my jacket home, down the golden street