Pull up the blinds

Open the door wide

Feel the cold arrive

In my bones

Put on my face

The way I dressed today

Feel like you tonight

On my day

Falling little more

You bumped and crashed in dirty snow

Up to our sin, I might as well

Melt into sunday

Remember the time

We stood there by the lake

Watching boats and planes

Pretty white clouds

The sun will sweat

In fact the song begins

Trees are your skin

On my tongue

Falling little more

You bumped and crashed in dirty snow

Up to our sin, I might as well

Melt into sunday

Pull up the blinds

Open the door wide

Feel the cold arrive

In my bones

You, me and more

We bumped and crashed in dirty snow

Up to our sin, we might as well

Melt into sunday

La la la la la

La la la la la la la la la

We know you're, you're not how it seems

Don't have a point

You're not there for the stay

When I will wish you could

Wish that you were there

You could

You're dying in here

You could be here soon

You stumble on a river