Lyric

The ballroom kept your shape

In the polish of the floor

A glass of half-forgotten moonlight

Resting by the door

I found your glove at midnight

Cold as winter in a song

And every silk reflection

Said you'd gone before too long

But I stayed where the chandeliers

Were trembling in their sleep

Counting all the little vows

You tucked beneath the deep

Then dawn came through the windows

Soft and pale and nearly blue

And on the stair, by one white step

There was something left of you

Morning finds the slipper

Morning finds the slipper

At the edge of all we were

Morning finds the slipper

Finds the slipper

And I hold the little silence

Where your heel had learned to turn

Morning finds the slipper

But not the one who'll return

The harp went thin as breath does

When the spell begins to fade

The roses on the table

Kept the color they were made

I traced the little dust line

Where your footsteps used to land

A story in a slipper

Resting like a waiting hand

And I could almost hear you

Laughing in the stairwell's sigh

A night dressed up in satin

Learning how to say goodbye

The clock let go of midnight

Like a coin into the dark

And dawn stood at the landing

With your footprint in its heart

Morning finds the slipper

Morning finds the slipper

At the edge of all we were

Morning finds the slipper

Finds the slipper

And I hold the little silence

Where your heel had learned to turn

Morning finds the slipper

But not the one who'll return

If I were made of glass now

I would keep the shape you left

Half a dance, a final promise

Folded neatly in my chest

Let the morning keep the slipper

Let the night keep what it knew

I can wear the ache like satin

Still a little bit for you

Morning finds the slipper

Morning finds the slipper

At the edge of all we were

Morning finds the slipper

Finds the slipper

And I hold the little silence

Where your heel had learned to turn

Morning finds the slipper

But not the one who'll return

One small shoe in the sunlight

One lost waltz in my hand

And the room remembers gently

What my heart can't understand