Текст песни
[Verse 1] I found your postcard in a drawer The ink had faded at the door A summer name, a county line Still somehow written into mine [Pre-Chorus] The old train crossed the water tower Right on time, at half past four I thought I’d left that town behind But every road still knows the signs [Chorus] Take me back to the sound of your voice Before we learned to doubt every choice We were young, we were wrong, we were right Turning small days into satellite nights If I could hold one moment still I’d hold the way you laughed on the windowsill [Verse 2] The record shop became a store The payphone vanished from the corner But in the back seat of my car That borrowed tape still plays the start [Pre-Chorus] And every chord comes back in pieces Like a photograph that breathes I hear the wheels, I see your face I lose another year of space [Chorus] Take me back to the sound of your voice Before we learned to doubt every choice We were young, we were wrong, we were right Turning small days into satellite nights If I could hold one moment still I’d hold the way you laughed on the windowsill [Bridge] Maybe leaving was the only way To understand what stayed The town grew quiet, the seasons changed But not the promise that we made [Final Chorus] Take me back to the sound of your voice Before we learned to doubt every choice We were young, we were wrong, we were right Turning small days into satellite nights If I could hold one moment still I’d hold the way you laughed on the windowsill And if tomorrow asks me where I’ve been I’ll say I’m finding my way home again [Outro] The old train fades beyond the trees Your postcard rests beside the keys
