Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Note on a Windshield, artist - Mary Chapin Carpenter. Album song The Things That We Are Made Of, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 05.05.2016
Record label: Lambent Light
Song language: English
Note on a Windshield |
I circled twice then pulled in by the shopping carts |
In a cold steady rain coming down in the parking lot |
I saw him leave his truck running and duck into the store |
I just sat there thinking I’d seen him before |
There was something so familiar about him |
In the eyes of someone who hasn’t forgotten |
The shape of a chance as it catches the light |
In the millions of rain drops falling that night |
So I dug in my bag for a pen and some paper |
Found an envelope, tore it in half |
I wrote down some words with my name and my number |
And then I took a big breath |
There’s nothing holding us down |
I’m not made of stone or of steel |
I slipped it beneath the wiper blades |
Just a note on a windshield |
When you find yourself out of things to believe in |
Apart and adrift, no point and no reason |
Is there nothing to fear because there’s nothing to lose? |
If it were a choice which one would you choose? |
There’s time you can trust and time that you question |
Time you ignore and time you don’t mention |
Time that you wish you could get back somehow |
When see you how fast its flying by now |
There’s nothing holding us down |
I’m not made of stone or of steel |
Will the wind blow you away |
Like a note on a windshield |
There’s nothing holding us down |
And no words for the way that you feel |
You just watch the rain pour |
On a note on a windshield |
Some days I still think I could be someone else |
Those are the days I feel lost to myself |
Mistaking a stranger, misplacing a heart |
How to put back together what’s been taken apart |
I didn’t want to leave but I didn’t want to linger |
Fatalist, optimist, magical thinker |
You only hold on until you let go |
Turning the key, I pulled away slow |
There’s nothing holding us down |
As my hands were turning the wheel |
The rain washed words away |
From a note on a windshield |
There’s nothing holding us down When there’s nothing left to reveal We are |
light, we are weightless and brave Like a note on a windshield |