Текст песни If I Had Known The Last Time Would Be The Last Time, I Would've Let You Enjoy It

So I was there, days later To collect the things you�d left Carry what I could, the rest Would follow in a week So I was there, amongst your papers Remembering when the ink was wet And all the words not finished yet All the pages incomplete. And if I thought the wind rose as I carry them away Felt the clouds performing sunlight on the page And if I felt them shifting, if I thought you were listening If I saw you, I didn't say.