Verse 1

You left your coat on the kitchen chair

A paper ticket folded in the sleeve

I found the date in blue ink there

And stood a while before I could leave

Chorus

I keep the small things where they were

The chipped cup, the key beside the door

If I could ask you one thing now

Would you still know me anymore?

Verse 2

The hallway paint is peeling near the frame

Your plant leans toward the window glass

I water it, though nothing looks the same

And watch the afternoon go past

Chorus

I keep the small things where they were