Every Little Road — Михаил Зинченко

Текст песни

You left your coat on the kitchen chair
Rain on the sleeves, your scent in the air
I trace the route that we used to take
Past the corner shop, past the old arcade

I tell myself I’m doing fine
Then your name slips into my mind
One more turn, one more door
I can’t keep waiting here anymore

So I’m stepping out, letting the past fall through
Every little road leads me back to you
If the morning finds me, I’ll still be moving
Heart wide open, nothing to prove
I’m stepping out, with the whole world in view
Every little road leads me back to you

Your paper note in a drawer downstairs
Two crooked lines and a date we shared
I keep the joke that you wrote in blue
Like a small bright thing I can carry through

I tell myself I’m doing fine
Then your name slips into my mind
One more turn, one more door
I can’t keep waiting here anymore

So I’m stepping out, letting the past fall through
Every little road leads me back to you
If the morning finds me, I’ll still be moving
Heart wide open, nothing to prove
I’m stepping out, with the whole world in view
Every little road leads me back to you

Maybe we were right for a little while
Maybe goodbye can still leave a smile
I’ll keep the good, let the hurt move on
Take one deep breath, and carry on

Now I’m stepping out, letting the past fall through
Every little road leads me back to you
When the morning finds me, I’ll still be moving
Heart wide open, with nothing to prove
I’m stepping out, and the whole world feels new
Every little road leads me back to you
Back to you, back to you

The road goes quiet, the day comes through
I keep the good, and I let go of you