Текст песни
[Куплет 1] You left a blue key on the windowsill Beside a map with a corner torn I traced the river past the paper hill And found your handwriting marked "reborn" [Предприпев] No destination, no promised sign Just one small question crossing mine [Припев] Where does a lost thing learn to belong? Maybe it follows the shape of a song Maybe the road bends under the rain And brings what was missing back home again [Куплет 2] A paper kite caught in the telephone tree Pulled at its string like it wanted to speak I climbed three floors for the mystery And found a child's red mitten up there, meek [Предприпев] I held it close, then watched it fly A little answer against the sky [Припев] Where does a lost thing learn to belong? Maybe it follows the shape of a song Maybe the road bends under the rain And brings what was missing back home again [Бридж] Tonight the blue key turns in a lock The map lies open beside the clock Some doors are rooms, some doors are years Some open softly after we disappear [Припев] Where does a lost thing learn to belong? Maybe it follows the shape of a song Maybe the road bends under the rain And brings what was missing back home again [Аутро] The river keeps moving, the paper grows still The blue key rests on the windowsill
