I guess that it's snowing somewhere in Alaska
What I come home, I'll probably ask her for sure
I've just gotta know
It feels like the winter is coming up sooner
Than the man talking through his old radio tuner has said
But I hope that he's right
'Cause I can't stand walking home on this freezing cold night
I'm walking on water, this sidewalk's a river
These steps that I've taken have helped me forgive her before
But tonight I'm just bored
A pile of glass bottles and mismatched old shoes
Reminds me that everyone will get the blues at some time
But tonight they're all mine
And I'm not sure that I'd be able to explain why
I spend all my nights working shifts in the graveyard
But when I come home I can let down my guard with her
No trouble in sight
I'm not sure if words or actions speak faster
It's not that I'm even trying to get past her tonight
'Cause I'm finally home
And sometimes all that I need is to not be alone
credits
from The History of Ever,
released January 22, 2008
Words and music by Anthony Bowman
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