Saxophone on the Steps of the Old Post Office

Lyrics

He sits down on the old stone steps
Where the post office used to be
Opens up a battered case
And the evening leans in to see
One soft note, then another one
Floating over the street
And the people who were hurrying
Slow down on their feet

Play it, saxophone, play it slow
Let the whole town hear you glow
Nobody asked, nobody paid
But a little more love is made
Every step, every stair
Lifts a little in the air
Play it, saxophone, play it slow
It's a warm night, let it show

A woman with her grocery bags
Sets them down beside the wall
A boy forgets his bicycle
Standing still to hear it all
The streetlamps hum a harmony
The sky goes rose and gold
And a song nobody wrote down
Is the only song they hold

Play it, saxophone, play it slow
Let the whole town hear you glow
Nobody asked, nobody paid
But a little more love is made
Every step, every stair
Lifts a little in the air
Play it, saxophone, play it slow
It's a warm night, let it show

He doesn't need a stage tonight
Or a name upon a sign
Just a step, a case, a breath of air
And a street that feels like mine

When the last note settles down
He smiles and shuts the case
A few coins and a hundred thanks
On a quiet, grateful face
He walks off whistling down the lane
And the whole street hums along
The steps are empty now, but still
They're holding on to the song

Play it, saxophone, play it slow
Let the whole town hear you glow
Nobody asked, nobody paid
But a little more love is made
Every step, every stair
Lifts a little in the air
Play it, saxophone, play it slow
It's a warm night, let it show

Play it slow, play it slow
Let the whole town hear you glow