Verse 1

Set the plates beside the window

Let the evening take its time

You tell me what the day was like

I tell you what was on my mind

Pre-Chorus

No grand plans, no need to hurry

Just your hand close next to mine

Chorus

Stay awhile, let the hours roll

Talk until the words run low

Then be still, or turn around

Find a little rhythm in the room

Stay awhile, wherever we are

Close enough to feel at home

Verse 2

There’s a book left on the table