Writing
letters from December
The type you can't send to anyone
I want to thank you for
this winter
Making it feel like it never ends
The frost in the trees,
the dew in the breeze And the heat of your hand that stays on my
sleeve I still remember
Cause it felt like a
homecoming Like I came back to where I belong
How'd you know I was looking for something Looking for you
Under the lights in the garden Said to me it won't be too long
How'd you know I was looking for something Looking for you
Writing letters into January The kind that you never read aloud
I keep your name where the snow once
settled As the city forgets the crowd
The print of your gloves still marks my sleeve
And the thought of your voice is all I believe
I
still remember
Cause it felt like a homecoming Like I came back to where I belong
How'd you know I was looking for something Looking for you
Under the lights in the garden Said to me it won't be too long
How'd you know I was looking for something Looking for you
So I look for a way to survive Till I see you on the other side
Cause it felt like a homecoming Like I came back to where I belong
How'd you know I was looking for something Looking for you
Under the lights in the garden Said to me it won't be too long
How'd you know I was looking for something Looking for you