The Button in the Tin

There's a tin above the cupboard
Full of things that don't belong
Little screws and foreign pennies
And a button from your coat
I was looking for a needle
When I found that winter day

The button in the tin
Small enough to lose
Still I know the whole afternoon
When I hold that little blue

You had torn it on the school gate
I had said I'd sew it back
Then the holidays came early
And you moved away that June
Now I found your name online
And I know what I can send

The button in the tin
Small enough to lose
Still I know the whole afternoon
When I hold that little blue

I don't need to tell the whole story
You were standing there with me
I'll just put it in an envelope
With a note that says, remember this?

The button in the tin
Small enough to lose
Still I know the whole afternoon
When I hold that little blue

The button in the tin
Some things find their way again