[Verse] Your sweater’s soft against my skin, Worn like a secret I tucked within. Faint scent of rain, a whisper of old days, Folding time in quiet ways. [Pre-Chorus] And I kept it safe between my hands, A little warmth from distant lands. [Chorus] Here’s the note I’m leaving by your door, Thank you for lending me something more. Wrapped in threads and memories spun, I’m giving back what I have won. Here’s the note, here’s the note, here’s the note I’m leaving. [Verse] The nights grew soft beneath your light, Your sweater held me through the quiet night. Folded close, I traced your name, Like a gentle, glowing flame. [Pre-Chorus] In every stitch, a story sewn, A borrowed warmth I’ve always known. [Chorus] Here’s the note I’m leaving by your door, Thank you for lending me something more. Wrapped in threads and memories spun, I’m giving back what I have won. Here’s the note, here’s the note, here’s the note I’m leaving. [Bridge] Maybe someday, when the world’s less loud, We’ll share a sweater, wrapped in a cloud. Until then, this quiet song, A borrowed warmth where we belong. [Chorus] Here’s the note I’m leaving by your door, Thank you for lending me something more. Wrapped in threads and memories spun, I’m giving back what I have won. Here’s the note, here’s the note, here’s the note I’m leaving. [Outro] (Whispered) Here’s the note... here’s the note... A little warmth for you to hold.