Wisconsin Winter

Pick up, are you lonely too?
Will I ever call you friend again?
Can I come over for dinner on a sunday afternoon?
Your parents' house on that quiet lane
The air was cold you were pulling me closer
Got that lighthouse hanging in my childhood room
'cause I had never seen a beach freeze over
A wooden frame and the sketch you drew

And there's no answers to questions that we're both too scared to ask
Used to have the last word now you leave me with blue marks

'Cause one day you'll show up uninvited
I hope you know if there's a cure then I've tried it
And got so close, we never knew what to call it, anyway
You come down slow like morning snow on my body
And I'll say nothing matters
It's your loving that I'm after
And I'd give my right arm to live through another
Wisconsin winter

I count the bluebells on my pillowcase
I find one for every cut I have to get over
Cause it was indigo days
All of summer
Growing pains
And I was wishing you to hell so you could meet me there
I think that Irish weather made me softer

And there's no answers to questions that we're both too scared to ask
With all of your silent treatments you leave me in the dark

Oh but one day you'll show up uninvited
I hope you know if there's a cure then I've tried it
And got so close, we never knew what to call it, anyway
You're in my bones like morning snow on my body
And I'll say nothing matters
It's your loving that I'm after
And I'd give my right arm to live through another
Wisconsin winter

And I need you
Like the mountains are waiting for sunrise
Every ghost creak on my floorboards
Miss you more than life
When the night is
In a harvest in this big old sky
Despite everything
I still want what was almost mine
Almost mine