Lyrics
[Verse 1] You left your yellow scarf Across the back of my old chair A little sun from yesterday Still resting there I found your note beneath the keys The paper soft and thin It said, “Take the long way home tonight” So I began again [Chorus] And the world grows kind in smaller rooms When I let the quiet in A folded map, a borrowed book A chance to start again No need to name the passing years Or count what might have been I hold the day with open hands And let the light come in [Verse 2] My sister called from Florianópolis Her voice was clear and bright She told me how the jacaranda Had turned the road to violet We spoke of bread, of bus delays Of weather near the sea The ordinary things we share That bring you close to me [Chorus] And the world grows kind in smaller rooms When I let the quiet in A folded map, a borrowed book A chance to start again No need to name the passing years Or count what might have been I hold the day with open hands And let the light come in [Bridge] If tomorrow asks for courage I will give it what I can One true word, one open window One more step across the land [Instrumental] [Final Chorus] And the world grows kind in smaller rooms When I let the quiet in Your yellow scarf, my open door A softer way to begin No need to name the passing years Or count what might have been I hold the day with open hands And let the light come in [Outro] Let the light come in Let the light come in
