Yellow Ticket Scraps
Style: Jazz standard

[Verse 1]
Yellow scraps blow past the bench
Nothing left but paper stench
Still I keep the torn half true
Every scrap reminds me you

[Pre-chorus]
I don't need the platform sign
I just need you standing near mine
Something in me starts to climb

[Chorus]
Asher, you're the one I choose
Asher, you're the ticket I won't lose
Whatever train comes, whatever track
I'm not letting this feeling go slack

[Verse 2]
Metal bench still holds the cold
Yet with you I feel less old
Scraps of paper, torn and small
Mean much more than nothing at all

[Bridge]
No grand station, no big design
Just this quiet, just this line
You beside me, steady, true
That's the whole world I hold onto

[Chorus]
Asher, you're the one I choose
Asher, you're the ticket I won't lose
Whatever train comes, whatever track
I'm not letting this feeling go slack

[Outro]
Yellow scraps still catch the breeze
I'm still here, holding you, at ease

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