[Vocal : Female whispered voice, with slightly R & B singer style ]

[intro : 8 bars cello with piano]
[chord progression:
｜Am7｜Dm7｜Gm7｜C7
｜A7｜D7｜G7｜C7onE]

[Verse 1]
[chord progression:
｜Am7｜Dm7｜Gm7｜C7
｜A7｜D7｜G7｜C7onE
｜F7｜B♭｜Gm7-5｜C7
｜Am7｜D7｜Gm7｜C7]

That guy in the
old bookshop,
Always lost in
a worn-out page.
He sits behind
the counter, silent,
And I’m caught
in the shape of his gaze.

[chord progression:
｜Am7｜Dm7｜Gm7｜C7
｜A7｜D7｜G7｜C7onE
｜F7｜B♭｜Gm7-5｜C7
｜Am7｜D7｜Gm7｜C7]

That guy in the
old bookshop,
Always lost in
a worn-out page.
He sits behind
the counter, silent,
And I’m caught
in the shape of his gaze.

[Chorus 1]
[chord progression:
｜Am7｜Dm7｜Gm7｜C7
｜A7｜D7｜G7｜C7
｜A7｜Dm7｜B7｜E7
｜A｜Bm7｜AM7｜AM7onA♭]

I can’t
shake it off—
That look,
that moment.
So when I
get home,
I’ll write a
song about him

[Verse 2]
[chord progression:
｜Am7｜Dm7｜Gm7｜C7
｜A7｜D7｜G7｜C7onE
｜F7｜B♭｜Gm7-5｜C7
｜Am7｜D7｜Gm7｜C7]

On my days off,
I take the bus,
A book in hand,
just an excuse.
I linger at the
till too long,
Tracing the lines
of his quiet face.

[Chorus 2]
[chord progression:
｜Gm7｜C7｜Am7｜D7
｜Gm7｜A7｜Dm7｜F7
｜B♭M7｜A7｜Dm7｜G7
｜A♭M7｜D♭M7｜Gm7｜C7]

Now I know
his name,
But he still
doesn’t know mine.
So when I
get home,
I’ll write a song
about him.

[Verse 3]
[chord progression:
｜Am7｜Dm7｜Gm7｜C7
｜A7｜D7｜G7｜C7
｜A7｜Dm7｜B7｜E7
｜A｜Bm7｜AM7｜AM7onA♭]
He scans the price
and stamps my card,
Hardcovers, paperbacks,
my little choices.
Today, he glanced
at my book and said,
"That one's a
good read."

[Dynamics: Adjust peak volume to prevent feedback and crackling. Spatial effects are moderated ]
[Chorus 3]
[chord progression:
｜Gm7｜C7｜Am7｜D7
｜Gm7｜A7｜Dm7｜F7
｜B♭M7｜A7｜Dm7｜G7
｜A♭M7｜D♭M7｜Gm7｜C7]
For the
first time,
A word,
a spark—
So when I
get home,
I’ll write a song
about him.

[fade]
[end]