Please don’t ask how I’m doing
When you see me look away
I’ve got a lot on my mind, babe
And I’m not mad at you anyway

Just need you to hold me
Hold me

It’s piling up by the road side
And climbing the eves of my house
It comes like drifts in wintertime
And I’m feeling ready to move further south

Hold me like the sun will warm the ice and break
Hold me just like that
Hold me just like that

And you can ask me tomorrow—
Tomorrow is another day
I don’t know how much sense I’m making
But I’ve got nothing left to say