Текст песни
[Куплет 1] Your blue scarf hangs beside the kitchen door Still holding rain from the day you left I fold the letters under the drawer And keep your handwriting close to my chest [Предприпев] The kettle cools, the house grows wide I count the miles i cannot cross tonight [Припев] If you remember this room, remember me The cup with the hairline crack, the old pine tree I am learning how to carry what remains A little hope, a little ache, a name [Куплет 2] Your photograph slipped down behind the frame I found it while i dusted yesterday You were laughing before you knew my name Before the roads had taken you away [Предприпев] The winter coat still smells of cedarwood I touch the sleeve as if i know i should [Припев] If you remember this room, remember me The cup with the hairline crack, the old pine tree I am learning how to carry what remains A little hope, a little ache, a name [Бридж] Maybe distance is a door, not a wall Maybe some things bend and do not fall When the first warm morning finds this town I will leave one lamp for you to find me by [Припев] If you remember this room, remember me The cup with the hairline crack, the old pine tree I am learning how to carry what remains A little hope, a little ache, a name [Аутро] Your blue scarf hangs beside the kitchen door I leave it there, and ask for nothing more
