Текст песни
[Verse 1] At the end of the old arcade A clockmaker kept the rain He folded each silver drop In a drawer beneath the shop [Verse 2] A girl with a paper map Came looking for what fell through the cracks She carried a thread of blue And a question meant for you [Chorus] Take the long way home tonight Past the houses painted white There’s a door that knows your name Though the street has changed again [Verse 3] The clockmaker raised his eyes To the bells in the evening sky He said, “Every lost small thing Has a place where it learns to sing” [Bridge] So she opened the wooden drawer And the rain became a shore Every drop held a different view Of the world she once passed through [Chorus] Take the long way home tonight Past the houses painted white There’s a door that knows your name Though the street has changed again [Outro] At the end of the old arcade The last blue thread remained She tied it to the morning air And found the door was there
