Sparks in a Suitcase
You came running with a paper crown Dust on your boots from the edge of town I had a map with the corners torn You had a laugh like a summer storm Take my hand, don’t count the miles We’ll trade our worries for crooked smiles When the old road bends, we turn it bright Two wild hearts making room for the night Hey, we’re carrying sparks in a suitcase Hey, let the whole world pick up the pace From the market drums to the midnight train We’ll sing our names through the windowpane No, we don’t need a perfect plan Just a little courage and an open hand Hey, if tomorrow calls, let it wait We’re wide awake at the garden gate A red scarf dancing from the rearview mirror Your borrowed boots getting muddy nearer The baker waved from the corner stand You stole a peach and I stole your hand Every wrong turn found a better view Every cracked bell rang a note for you When the whole sky leaned into the sound We planted our feet and shook the ground Hey, we’re carrying sparks in a suitcase Hey, let the whole world pick up the pace From the market drums to the midnight train We’ll sing our names through the windowpane No, we don’t need a perfect plan Just a little courage and an open hand Hey, if tomorrow calls, let it wait We’re wide awake at the garden gate La-la, let the brass climb higher La-la, pull the moon from the wire If the road gets rough, we laugh and run If the rain comes down, we become the sun Hey, we’re carrying sparks in a suitcase Hey, let the whole world pick up the pace From the market drums to the midnight train We’ll sing our names through the windowpane No, we don’t need a perfect plan Just a little courage and an open hand Hey, if tomorrow calls, let it wait We’re wide awake at the garden gate At the garden gate At the garden gate We’re wide awake
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[Куплет 1] You came running with a paper crown Dust on your boots from the edge of town I had a map with the corners torn You had a laugh like a summer storm [Предприпев] Take my hand, don’t count the miles We’ll trade our worries for crooked smiles When the old road bends, we turn it bright Two wild hearts making room for the night [Припев] Hey, we’re carrying sparks in a suitcase Hey, let the whole world pick up the pace From the market drums to the midnight train We’ll sing our names through the windowpane No, we don’t need a perfect plan Just a little courage and an open hand Hey, if tomorrow calls, let it wait We’re wide awake at the garden gate [Куплет 2] A red scarf dancing from the rearview mirror Your borrowed boots getting muddy nearer The baker waved from the corner stand You stole a peach and I stole your hand [Предприпев] Every wrong turn found a better view Every cracked bell rang a note for you When the whole sky leaned into the sound We planted our feet and shook the ground [Припев] Hey, we’re carrying sparks in a suitcase Hey, let the whole world pick up the pace From the market drums to the midnight train We’ll sing our names through the windowpane No, we don’t need a perfect plan Just a little courage and an open hand Hey, if tomorrow calls, let it wait We’re wide awake at the garden gate [Бридж] La-la, let the brass climb higher La-la, pull the moon from the wire If the road gets rough, we laugh and run If the rain comes down, we become the sun [Финальный припев] Hey, we’re carrying sparks in a suitcase Hey, let the whole world pick up the pace From the market drums to the midnight train We’ll sing our names through the windowpane No, we don’t need a perfect plan Just a little courage and an open hand Hey, if tomorrow calls, let it wait We’re wide awake at the garden gate [Аутро] At the garden gate At the garden gate We’re wide awake
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