Verse 1

Your coat is hanging by the kitchen door

A little rain still darkens at the seam

You turn the chipped blue cup around and round

And ask me where I go when I just dream

Pre-Chorus

I used to keep my answers folded small

Like letters that I never meant to send

But every road I take comes back to you

And every leaving finds its way to end

Chorus

Stay here, let the morning find us slow

Your hand in mine, the only thing I know

When every sure thing slips out of my view

I find my way by turning back to you

Verse 2

The hallway clock is running two minutes fast