

Left my leather-bound pages on the outbound train
Lost in the Boston winter rain
Every secret fear and every broken chord
Resting on a plastic seat,
ignored
But you found the words that I couldn't write
Reading just one page in the fading light
Leaving your number on the final sheet
Where the tracks and the destiny meet (ooh-ooh)
In that little café
where the steam would rise
We spoke of our loneliness and changing skies
How a stranger's hand could hold my dreams
And mend a heart torn at the seams
Because you found the words that I couldn't write
Reading just one page in the fading light
Leaving your number on the final sheet
Where the tracks and the destiny meet (yeah-eah)
You wrote "your unfinished song deserves an ending"
Not knowing it was our own beginning we were sending
From the train to the coffee cup
We picked the broken pieces
up
And now I see the words that we finally wrote
Every single day,
every single note
You are the ending that I could not find
The beautiful melody
left behind
(our song is whole)
My unfinished song... has its ending now.
With you.