Wisconsin Winter

Pick up, are you lonely too? Will I ever call you friend again? Can I come over for dinner on a sunday afternoon? Your parents' house on that quiet lane The air was cold you were pulling me closer Got that lighthouse hanging in my childhood room 'cause I had never seen a beach freeze over A wooden frame and the sketch you drew And there's no answers to questions that we're both too scared to ask Used to have the last word now you leave me with blue marks 'Cause one day you'll show up uninvited I hope you know if there's a cure then I've tried it And got so close, we never knew what to call it, anyway You come down slow like morning snow on my body And I'll say nothing matters It's your loving that I'm after And I'd give my right arm to live through another Wisconsin winter I count the bluebells on my pillowcase I find one for every cut I have to get over Cause it was indigo days All of summer Growing pains And I was wishing you to hell so you could meet me there I think that Irish weather made me softer And there's no answers to questions that we're both too scared to ask With all of your silent treatments you leave me in the dark Oh but one day you'll show up uninvited I hope you know if there's a cure then I've tried it And got so close, we never knew what to call it, anyway You're in my bones like morning snow on my body And I'll say nothing matters It's your loving that I'm after And I'd give my right arm to live through another Wisconsin winter And I need you Like the mountains are waiting for sunrise Every ghost creak on my floorboards Miss you more than life When the night is In a harvest in this big old sky Despite everything I still want what was almost mine Almost mine