Paper Compass

There was a road we used to take

When the evening turned to gold,

You'd walk a little slower

And I'd pretend I didn't know.

We'd talk about the little things,

The things that didn't matter then,

Funny how the smallest moments

Are the ones I miss the most.

I hear that old song sometimes,

And everything comes back— The window,

the fading sunlight,

Your shadow on the glass.

Back when you were here,

The nights were never long,

We had nowhere we needed to be,

So we stayed until the morning came.

Back when you were here,

I didn't know how rare

A simple walk, a quiet laugh,

Your hand beside mine could be.

Now every road remembers

Something I can't undo…

I didn't know I was living The best days when I was

with you.

There's still a little coffee shop

We used to pass by late,

I haven't been there in a while— Some places learn to wait.

I wonder if the table knows

The conversations we left behind,

The dreams we made so casually,

As if we had forever.

If I could go back for one evening,

I wouldn't change a thing.

I'd let you tell that same old story,

I'd let the same old song begin.

I wouldn't ask about tomorrow,

I wouldn't ask where we'd go.

I'd just stay there a little longer,

Before we learned to let each other go.

Back when you were here,

The world felt smaller somehow,

A little room, a little time,

And everything was enough.

Back when you were here,

I never thought I'd miss

The way you said my name,

The way the evening looked like this.

And if those days are over,

I'll let them stay that way.

Some loves aren't meant to disappear— They just become yesterday.

So if that old song finds me

On some quiet evening…

I'll close my eyes for a moment

And go back to when you were here. (humm)