[Verse 1] I found your note in the coat by the door Two little lines and a date from before The kettle was singing, the floorboards replied And I stood there holding the whole day inside Your name in my hand felt lighter than rain Still it could wake up a room full of pain I read it once more, then I laughed at my shade For all of the plans that our silence had made [Pre-Chorus] Oh, the hours were thin And the walls let you in Now I hear you again Like a song on the wind [Chorus] You were my sweetest story Written softly into me Though the seasons changed around us Love still lives in memory Still I hear your gentle laughter Floating lightly through the trees We were young and full of wonder Like a slow September breeze [Verse 2] The screen door was loose in the heat of July The peaches were split and the crows filled the sky You tied up your hair with a ribbon of blue And said all the hard things we carry come true I tried to be brave, I tried to be wise But love has a way of exposing your eyes You looked at the field like it might understand Then you slipped your small hand into my hand [Pre-Chorus] Oh, the hours were thin And the walls let you in Now I hear you again Like a song on the wind [Chorus] You were my sweetest story Written softly into me Though the seasons changed around us Love still lives in memory Still I hear your gentle laughter Floating lightly through the trees We were young and full of wonder Like a slow September breeze [Bridge] If I could return to that porch by the yard I'd leave my pride there, I'd leave it unguarded I'd say what I meant when I meant it to stay And not watch the good things all drifted away But time has its manners, and time has its toll It teaches the heart how to carry a hole So I keep your note with the winter clothes And let the old sorrow come and go [Final Chorus] You were my sweetest story Written softly into me Though the seasons changed around us Love still lives in memory Every autumn, every sunrise Brings your voice back tenderly You will always be the quiet Part of who I'll always be [Outro] I read it once more, then I fold it away Like a small little prayer at the end of the day And the room holds its breath as the shadows grow thin Till the whole quiet evening lets your light back in
