I heard you're coming back this winter
I wonder if I'll ever pass your car
I wonder if you'll leave your lights on after
Holding out for everyone

Home after a storm
Cleaning up the debris
Wary of the horizon
Me in this state
You seeing me

I had a dream and I forgave you
I wonder if I'll ever willingly see you again
It's not like me to let it go easy
It's not like you to have the upper hand