Текст песни
[Куплет 1] You left a paper moon beside the window frame Folded from a letter with no return address or name I carried it through sunday, tucked inside my coat A little silver promise learning how to float [Предприпев] Then the morning found us laughing at the gate Two small birds arguing with the hands of fate [Припев] Come on, let the wide world turn There are little roads we haven’t learned Take my hand, we’ll choose a door And find a brand-new story on the other shore [Куплет 2] A red kite caught the branches over linden hill You climbed the old stone staircase, laughing still I held the tail together with a yellow thread You said, “a broken thing can rise,” and raised it overhead [Предприпев] Every thread was fraying, every cloud was thin You pulled against the weather, and the sky let us in [Припев] Come on, let the wide world turn There are little roads we haven’t learned Take my hand, we’ll choose a door And find a brand-new story on the other shore [Бридж] If the map runs out of ink We’ll draw the next line as we think If the wind forgets our names We’ll answer with a brighter flame [Припев] Come on, let the wide world turn There are little roads we haven’t learned Take my hand, we’ll choose a door And find a brand-new story on the other shore [Аутро] That paper moon is hanging where the evening starts A quiet little compass for our restless hearts We’ll walk until the last blue disappears And make a home in every hopeful year
