we were standing toe to toenwe were out there in the snownyou looked like a friend of minenthere were footprints on the groundnthere were songs in my mouthnbut i couldn’t get them out in time nwe were lying on our backsnand the sky went blacknyou were pointing out some constellationnbut will you whisper in my earnhow we threw away the yearsnnow that would be a conversationnndrown with a pencil on dry groundnlet’s have a night on the townnget in this car and we’ll ndrive aroundnget in this car nwe’ll get out of this placento county line road near the air force baseni’d kiss them tearsnright off your facenget in this car nand get out of this placento county line road near the air force baseni’d kiss them tearsnright off your facennplease put out the fire in your mindnplease put out the firento this same old conversation