Days dedicated to the thought of being through

And I just want to lay in bed with you

And admit that I'm so tired of everything I do

But with you

But with you

It was new

And I can't stop thinking of the moon

Or the nights I saw your breath in the room

So draw a line within the snow

Between what you thought

And what you know

And in that space

I'll build a home

And I'll wait

If this fire goes out

I will keep you warm the best I can

I'll throw everything I have into the flames

Just to make it last