A house is not a home
Set apart in winter
Covered in the snow
That knows her like a sister
Lonely like a branch
Fallen from the longleaf
Laying on the ground
Cast away like nothing
I drove on a road
Of calico
Tired eyes
Sleep under the coat
Of calico
Lighthouse on the stone
Show me to the lakeside
Laying in your wake
Waiting for the sunrise
I drove on a road
Of calico
Tired eyes
Sleep under the coat
Of calico
And I made a mistake
I should've stayed a little longer that day
Out at the lake
It's lost time
It's all fine
I confide in the Everwood
I drove on a road
Of calico
Tired eyes
Sleep under the coat
Of calico
