[Section 1] Lost in your laughter and borrowed blue jeans. My heart was a pocket for midnight routines. You danced through the hours in style. [Section 2] Out back by the clothesline, you pinned up your dreams— Old denim and wishes and stitches in seams. We held on to magic awhile. [Section 3] Clouds drifted slowly, the sun took its time. A rush of contentment, impossibly prime. You chased all my worries away. [Section 4] A jacket for memory, a thread for desire. We spun little stories around the campfire. The wind sang for joy as we lay. [Chorus] Borrowed blue jeans,... fit me just right. Borrowed blue jeans,... all through the night. Now’s the time, don’t let comfort be lost. [Section 5] Old records were playing, barefoot on tile. Sweet sugar in coffee and peace for a while. The world kept its troubles at bay. [Section 6] Your laughter was fabric—soft denim, worn true. We mended old heartbreak and patched something new. The morning dawned gentle and gray. [Bridge] If blue is a promise, then hold me close in. If jeans are forever, let life’s seams begin. Let’s chase down the runaway day. [Chorus] Borrowed blue jeans,... fit me just right. Borrowed blue jeans,... all through the night. Now’s the time, don’t let comfort be lost. [outro chorus] Borrowed blue jeans,... living in song. Keep wearing our stories as we walk along. [fade to end] Borrowed blue jeans,... living in song. [outro musical solo] Keep wearing our stories [fade to end] as we walk along. [fade to end] as we walk along. [end]
