Lyrics
[Verse 1] A red kite caught on the museum wire Waved at the guards like a small-town choir You found a ladder behind the gate And climbed three rungs, but you were late [Chorus] So we sent a note by the paper plane Across the courtyard, past the windowpane If it comes back, we'll change the route Some little troubles know their way out [Verse 2] A cartographer with a silver pen Drew one more island, then drew it again You traced the coast with your thumbnail slow And named the harbor after the radio [Chorus] So we sent a note by the paper plane Across the courtyard, past the windowpane If it comes back, we'll change the route Some little troubles know their way out [Bridge] The kite came loose at half past four And tapped its tail against the second-floor door You laughed, I bowed, the guards looked away The whole bright puzzle had solved its day [Outro] If it comes back, we'll change the route Some little troubles know their way out
