Snow and the Wood
I'll take care of you when the wood rots through
And I'll fuel the fire when our words are few
And I won't listen to what they say
And I won't listen to what they say
Telephone, she loves the way it rings
Sitting on mama's bed, pretending to have wings
She won't listen to what they say
She won't listen to what they say
And the snow, it falls, and falls, and falls all night
He writes, and writes, and writes, and writes all night
And when it all melted away
I heard her mother say
She was leaving
You see my love, I never see you from the front
Can I help it you've got a beautiful front
She won't listen to what I say
And the snow, it falls, and falls, and falls all night
He writes, and writes, and writes, and writes all night
And when it all melted away
I begged her to stay
No it's not too late
It's not too late
Just rest your head
The rabbits bones are scattered in the field
Blood on the crows, but our tears are concealed
The birds won't listen to what we say
The birds won't listen to what we say
And the snow, it falls, and falls, and falls all night
He writes, and writes, and writes, and writes all night
And when it all melted away
I begged her to stay
And I'll fuel the fire when our words are few
And I won't listen to what they say
And I won't listen to what they say
Telephone, she loves the way it rings
Sitting on mama's bed, pretending to have wings
She won't listen to what they say
She won't listen to what they say
And the snow, it falls, and falls, and falls all night
He writes, and writes, and writes, and writes all night
And when it all melted away
I heard her mother say
She was leaving
You see my love, I never see you from the front
Can I help it you've got a beautiful front
She won't listen to what I say
And the snow, it falls, and falls, and falls all night
He writes, and writes, and writes, and writes all night
And when it all melted away
I begged her to stay
No it's not too late
It's not too late
Just rest your head
The rabbits bones are scattered in the field
Blood on the crows, but our tears are concealed
The birds won't listen to what we say
The birds won't listen to what we say
And the snow, it falls, and falls, and falls all night
He writes, and writes, and writes, and writes all night
And when it all melted away
I begged her to stay
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Writer(s): James Geron Hoy
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