Lyrics
[Verse 1] A paper moon was folded in the library book It kept a little kingdom in its quiet nook I found a silver road beneath the printed sea And every turning page came wandering to me [Pre-Chorus] You said, “Take the longer way, There’s more to see before the day” [Chorus] So we followed where the small blue bird had flown Past the garden gate and houses made of stone If the map was wrong, we let the wrong road choose There was something kind in every bend we used [Verse 2] A tailor on the corner stitched the afternoon With bits of yellow thread and one embroidered moon He measured out the wind against a wooden chair Then gave a length of sky to anyone who cared [Pre-Chorus] You laughed and pinned it to your sleeve, A little blue we could believe [Chorus] So we followed where the small blue bird had flown Past the garden gate and houses made of stone If the map was wrong, we let the wrong road choose There was something kind in every bend we used [Bridge] Years may rearrange the names upon the door And leave a different sea along the shore Still, when a folded page begins to rise, I see that silver road return behind your eyes [Final Chorus] We still follow where the small blue bird has flown Past the garden gate and houses made of stone If the map is wrong, we let the wrong road choose There is something kind in every bend we use [Outro] A paper moon, a pocket full of blue A longer way that led me back to you
