Now.
She wanted to go out late to see the outskirts of the city
On the city walls above here late one night.
Through the snowstorms in the distance we could see the way the world curved
And the bonfire glow of lights from other towns.
The snowfall it came sooner than anyone could’ve predicted and I pulled your hand inside my jacket sleeve.
In the other hand I held the tiny pinecone in my pocket,
Which was closed up like a shellfish in my hand.
I'm not fooling you I don't know anyone in this city and I don't know and you don't really know me.
But I wanted you to stay here more than anyone could have predicted as I held your hand inside my jacket sleeve.
The soft shoes of the tourists made the whole place jump with static, from the starlit ballrooms not too far from here.
The lights on in tall buildings they were blinking in the distance like a morse code signal from the wind and trees.
She wanted to go out late to see the outskirts of the city
On the city walls above here late one night.
Through the snowstorms all around us we could see the way the world curved and the bonfire glow of lights from other towns
I wanted you to stay here more than anyone could have predicted as I pulled your hand inside my jacket sleeve. The other hand, yeah it held the tiny pinecone in my pocket that was closed up like a shellfish in my hand.