Borrowed Umbrella

The final train had pulled away Rain blurred the station's bright display You had an umbrella built for two And half a mile with nothing to do We traded names beneath the blue The whole wet city let us through Keep a little room for me Under your borrowed canopy Nothing on the map could say I'd find you on a washed-out day A week went by, the pavement dried I took that street at closing time You waved beside the flower stand With two iced coffees in your hands Keep a little room for me Under your borrowed canopy Nothing on the map could say I'd find you on a washed-out day Now when the forecast promises sun We leave the house and take just one Not for the weather, not for the rain Just for a reason to walk close again Keep a little room for me Under your borrowed canopy Nothing on the map could say I'd find you on a washed-out day The sky can clear, the sky can fall We have a little room for it all