Текст песни
[Verse 1] I found your name beneath the library stamp A blue-ink crescent, faded at the edge The pages held the shape of someone's hands And one pressed flower near the end I carried it through years of different rooms Past borrowed keys and boxes taped with string Some stories leave before you know they're gone Some wait beside the quiet things [Pre-Chorus] So I wrote your address from memory Though every number had grown thin [Chorus] I'm bringing back the book you lent me With the corner folded where we stopped I don't need to ask what happened I just want to give you what I got If you read it after I leave there Maybe you'll remember less than this A small blue mark, a late return And the life we didn't miss [Verse 2] The train was late beneath the paper sky A florist swept the sidewalk clean I watched the title tremble in my lap Like it was waiting to be seen You might have moved beyond that avenue You might not know the house at all But I kept one page between my fingers To make sure I wouldn't lose the call [Pre-Chorus] Some debts are not about the money Some doors are only meant to close [Chorus] I'm bringing back the book you lent me With the corner folded where we stopped I don't need to ask what happened I just want to give you what I got If you read it after I leave there Maybe you'll remember less than this A small blue mark, a late return And the life we didn't miss [Bridge] If the bell rings and no one answers I'll set it gently by the frame Let the years decide the ending Let the dust forget my name [Final Chorus] I'm bringing back the book you lent me With the corner folded where we stopped I don't need to ask what happened I just want to give you what I got If you read it after I leave there Maybe you'll remember less than this A small blue mark, a late return And the life we didn't miss [Outro] A small blue mark, a late return The last page turning in the wind
