Lyrics
[Verse 1] You’ve got the map with the corners worn thin, I’ve got the postcard from old martinique. We spent a whole morning waiting for rain, Then found a little ferry and went on again. [Chorus] Here in our garden chairs, we travel once more, Past the blue harbor and the market shore. You tell the story, i know every part, Still there are places we’ve kept in our hearts. [Verse 2] Remember that train through the hills in peru, The station cat sleeping beside someone’s shoe? We missed our connection, we laughed at the sign, And shared one ripe mango beneath a clothesline. [Chorus] Here in our garden chairs, we travel once more, Past the blue harbor and the market shore. You tell the story, i know every part, Still there are places we’ve kept in our hearts. [Bridge] There’s a bay up the coast we have yet to see, A small room with a balcony, just you and me. We’ll take the slow road, stop when we please, And bring home a shell for the bowl by the keys. [Outro] The afternoon settles; the tea’s growing cool, You turn to the map with your finger as fuel. One more good journey is waiting somewhere, Till then, my dear, we’ve got stories to share.
