Receipts and Chipped Clay

[Intro]
[Verse]
Seven in the morning chill
Rain is dripping on the sill
Chipped glaze on the blue cup
Steam is rising slowly up
Wiping down the wooden grate
Hoping that you won't be late
[Pre-Chorus]
Underneath the paper fold
A receipt so faded and old
Written in a shaky hand
Words I slowly understand
[Chorus]
Did you mean to leave it there?
Ink that smells of winter air
Just a quiet, hidden line
Tangled up in yours and mine
Now I watch the rainy street
Waiting for our eyes to meet
[Verse]
You always sit beside the door
Looking at the dusty floor
Pencil marks upon the scrap
Resting in your quiet lap
Now I hold your little rhyme
Frozen in this morning time
[Chorus]
Did you mean to leave it there?
Ink that smells of winter air
Just a quiet, hidden line
Tangled up in yours and mine
Now I watch the rainy street
Waiting for our eyes to meet
[Bridge]
Banjo notes begin to fade
In the shadow that we made
Maybe this is how we speak
When the courage is too weak
Leaving traces in the clay
Hoping they won't wash away
[Verse]
The rain is turning into sleet
Buses hiss along the street
I saved your cup behind the bar
Wondering just who you are
Will you ask me for the key?
Or just look and smile at me?
[Chorus]
Did you mean to leave it there?
Ink that smells of winter air
Just a quiet, hidden line
Tangled up in yours and mine
Now I watch the rainy street
Waiting for our eyes to meet
[Outro]