Omar Rodríguez-López
Winter’s Gone
Another winter goes away
I find myself laying in bed alone
The cold outside won’t deny me the right to fight
I understand it’s a matter of time before the spring comes through, it’s you
Take your time, take your time with me
Take your time, take your time with me
So I guess I’ll let it go
The pictures I have of you just aren’t enough to keep me trying
You think I’m gone but I’m only beginning now
We understand it’s a matter of time before the spring comes through, it’s you
Take your time, take your time with me
Take your time, take your time with me
Take your time, take your time with me
This may be your last song
Take your time, take your time with me
Take your time, take your time with me