Nightcore - Lost & Found

There's a shop between the streets Where the cobblestones forget their names It opens when the rain stops And closes when the sun returns again There's a jar of almost-kisses And a box of birthday wishes A thousand keys to nowhere doors And little things we can't ignore The bell goes ding, the lights go gold A tiny cat guards treasures old The shopkeeper smiles and asks me “What did you lose that you can't see?” Welcome to the Lost & Found Where forgotten dreams are hiding out Little wishes, paper moons Songs you hummed in empty rooms Take a number, make a wish Find the thing you didn't know you'd miss In this little crooked store You might find what you're looking for There's a pocket full of summer And a snowflake that forgot December A photograph without a face And a ticket to a far-off place There's a laugh from years ago A lucky coin that wouldn't show A tiny clock that runs on smiles And a map of all your detours The bell goes ding, the floorboards creak A thousand stories start to speak The shopkeeper points behind the door And says, “Your treasure's something more” Welcome to the Lost & Found Where forgotten dreams are hiding out Little wishes, paper moons Songs you hummed in empty rooms Take a number, make a wish Find the thing you didn't know you'd miss In this little crooked store You might find what you're looking for Welcome to the Lost & Found Where the smallest things are magic now Every memory, every tune Every star you wished upon too soon Take a number, make a wish Maybe there's a piece of you in this In this little crooked store There's always something worth looking for