It's the dead of winter.
The snow is falling.
You're stuck inside
with nothing to do once again.
You look out the window,...
I've written my name all over this town,
watched this sun go up and down,
ran across these fields so green.
You won't forget me....
Your name is a leaking faucet
constantly in the back of my mind.
It's unsettling, nervewracking, yet...