You leave the tip and I'll go get the car
It's cold out there, I'll have the heater on
And you won't need those open eyelids for long
I think this is your soundest state of mind
The heavy breath and the peaceful sigh
And all I can do to keep you is drive
Dark gets darker, snow proceeds in white
God I want to speak but it's so quiet
So I confess all my secrets in silence
I'll be turning down that dirt road in a mile
I know you wish that we could keep on going
I understand, I wish that same thing all the time

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