Verse 1 Folded corners, little pieces of a day Hidden underneath the pages where we’d write our names Teacher talking, but we’re somewhere else A tiny little world we only knew ourselves Ink was running, hearts were racing too Every little word felt like a secret truth No one knew the language that we made A thousand little things we never had to say Pre-Chorus And I still remember The way your handwriting looked Like every little sentence Was a place I could go back to Chorus We were passing notes in the back of the room Little paper hearts under fluorescent moons No big promises, no grand goodbye Just “meet me after class” and a smile in your eyes Now the years keep moving, but I still know Somewhere in a drawer there’s a piece of us I wrote A little bit of forever, a little bit of hope Still folded up inside those passing notes Verse 2 Margins filled with doodles and dreams Little jokes that only made sense to you and me Every “yes” and every “maybe” in the lines Felt like we were stealing little moments from time Bridge Maybe we were young, maybe we didn’t know How fast the seasons would come and go But for a while we had a place to hide A tiny paper world between your hand and mine Final Chorus We were passing notes in the back of the room Chasing little sparks underneath the afternoon No one saw the magic in those simple words But we knew every line, every mark, every curve And if I found one somewhere years from now I’d probably smile at the way we were somehow A little bit of forever, a little bit of hope Still alive inside those passing notes ——————— Written and produced by @vinnyleaf Vinnyleaf Music 2026
