I put on my overcoat and walked into the winter My teeth chattered rhythms. And they were grouped in twos and threes, like a morse code message was sent from me to me. and cars on slippery slopes were stuck: people pushing through their mittens as I was beginning to feel like soaking through my shoes, getting colder with every step I took to your apartment, dear. (oohh)
I was a kaleidoscope (I was a kaleidoscope): The snow on my lenses distorting the image of what was only one of you and I didn't know which one to address as your lips moved. (ooohhh) This is when I foret to breathe and all the things I scripted, They sound so unfounded. And it's the look that you're giving me that tells me exactly what you are thinking: This ain't working anymore. They got their mothers worked into a panic sledding down hills into oncoming traffic, and parents layered clothes until the children couldn't move then and left them outside until their noises were blue, and I got left there, too.
I put on my overcoat and walked into the winter My teeth chattered rhythms. And they were grouped in twos and threes, like a morse code message was sent from me to me.
