Flowers in Your Hands — DmitriiK

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Chicago rain on your coat tonight
We take the long way down the street
You tuck your hair behind your ear
And match your footsteps next to me

A paper cup, a passing train
Your laugh cuts through the cool
I never need a grand design
When every turn leads back to you

Flowers in your hands, and the whole world slows
One small smile, and the warm wind blows
Maybe nothing here is perfect
But this feels close enough to love
Flowers in your hands, as we walk on through
Every little corner brings me back to you
Maybe nothing here is perfect
But this feels close enough to love

The diner keeps its window light
The avenue is settling down
You tell me what you dreamed last week
I keep the sound of it around

A paper cup, a passing train
Your laugh cuts through the cool
I never need a grand design
When every turn leads back to you

Flowers in your hands, and the whole world slows
One small smile, and the warm wind blows
Maybe nothing here is perfect
But this feels close enough to love
Flowers in your hands, as we walk on through
Every little corner brings me back to you
Maybe nothing here is perfect
But this feels close enough to love

Stay until the last train goes
Let the morning find us slow
No grand promise, nothing planned
Just your fingers in my hand

Flowers in your hands, and the whole world slows
One small smile, and the warm wind blows
Maybe nothing here is perfect
But this feels close enough to love
Flowers in your hands, as we walk on through
Every little corner brings me back to you
Maybe nothing here is perfect
But this feels close enough to love

Chicago, one more block with you
Flowers, and a street we wander through