[Verse] The mall doors sigh at closing time A paper cup rolls past the sign Your blue coat hangs beside the phone The last bus takes the long way home [Chorus] Stay a little, let the hour bend We can miss the turn and start again Your name is written on the receipt A small old promise folded neat [Verse] The fountain’s dry, the tile is cold The photo booth still takes our gold You laugh and tuck your hair away As if the room could ask us to stay [Chorus] Stay a little, let the hour bend We can miss the turn and start again Your name is written on the receipt A small old promise folded neat [Outro] The doors close slow The bus rolls on I keep the paper Till morning comes
