Badfinger Bridge

The note you never wrote A Christmas card unsent No regrets and no accusations A fading photograph Tucked in a paperback From a shop That closed years ago A passing motorcar Rings out some yesterday's tune And you are returned to me, You are returned to me Address unknown A faded old receipt From our favorite restaurant For an audit Not likely coming And in my winter coat A ticket stub reveals There's a sequel to the last film we saw As passersby chatter I chance to hear your name And you are returned to me, You are returned to me Address unknown And I recall A basement sublet nearby That we took your junior year Your father's disapproving checks Came every month Thank God The you in Kodachrome, The way we used to be All regrets and big disappointments The lines beneath my eyes, The path beneath my feet Cracking up Like we did so well A passing motorcar Rings out some familiar tune... And you are returned to me, You are returned to me And you are returned to me, You are returned to me, oh darling And you are returned to me, You are returned to me, yeah And you are returned to me, You are returned to me And you are returned to me, You are returned to me, darling And you are returned to me, You are returned to me And you are returned to me, You are returned to me, darling And you are returned to me, You are returned to me