Snowbank
We saw everyone
And came home to nothing
The river and the dove
We looked something like them
Nested in your covers
Might as well have been a snow bank
In my fingers beat a heartache
I've never known
Oh, what are you doin'
Letting me touch you like that?
Oh, what are we doin'
With our mouths and arms and hands?
And came home to nothing
The river and the dove
We looked something like them
Nested in your covers
Might as well have been a snow bank
In my fingers beat a heartache
I've never known
Oh, what are you doin'
Letting me touch you like that?
Oh, what are we doin'
With our mouths and arms and hands?
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Writer(s): Joanna Grace Babb, Sophia Elise Babb
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