Found you in the café corner
Dripping on the checkered floor
Handle bent
One spoke missing
Guess you’d seen a storm before
Name in faded silver marker
Half erased by rain and time
You leaned on a rusted coat rack
Like you’d just fallen out of line
Leftover umbrella in December
Sky so blue, i remember
But I kept you
Everybody walking right by
But something in me said “don’t try
To put you back where you were”
Guess I’m a collector of used
Little half-forgotten things
Leftover umbrella in December
Carried you through weeks of sunshine
Never once a cloud in sight
Friends all laughed
“what’s the forecast?”
“Maybe I just like to be prepared
Alright?”
Then the day the weather shifted
Thunder shaking every sign
You were shaking in my fingers
But you held the border line
Leftover umbrella in December
Sky turned dark
And I had you
Every hurried stranger ran past
We just listened to the rain crash
On cheap nylon and my shoes
Somehow it felt like a room
Too small
Soaking silhouettes
Under an umbrella in December
Maybe I’m the thing forgotten
Waiting by a closing door (oh)
Hoping someone sees the story
In the scratches and the worn-out core
If you stay when I’m inconvenient
I’ll stay when the weather’s cruel
Leftover umbrella in December
Sun comes back
But I want you
We’ve been through too many drops
To just leave you at a coffee shop
With the memory that wont be forgotten
I don’t know what it all means
But I’m still walking round this town
With an umbrella in December
Tinggalkan Balasan