So rough to hide
Like a barnacle
Where are you going

There is snow covering your blankets
You wish you could
Love the loving

How can you leave
With nails in your feet
Learn to live inside out

There is snow covering your blankets
You wish you could
Love the loving

Your map is burned
Without a second thought
Maybe you don't need it

There is snow covering your blankets
You wish you could
Love the loving