(Hook)
cinders flicker, fit her fingertips between mine

it's so simple in this winter till it's mid-July
there's no windchill, I can't sit still, I feel energized
hit the pillows, sipping memories and (spend a while)


(Verse)
wet socks and a warm stove

make the best spot for a soul
to let off all it's WOES
since WHOA is the only thought in my head

when she's CAUGHT in the web of the COT I call a bed
I swallow hollow pride and I call her on her bet
I'm falling from the sky like a comet just to comment

on the color of her eyes, honest I could struggle just to find
just one word from my mind that could sum up what she hides
under such a guise of tough looks, face like a good book {read/red}

but I'm the one in a bind,
I'm just another guy about to blow this
like a geyser fountain flowing, but I swear I think I'm different

bout time that I show it, don't squint yet
her INKling that the fire's almost out can get extinguished
by the ocean of INK that we're swimming in

I know what home is, it's when

(Hook)

cinders flicker, fit her fingertips between mine
it's so simple in this winter till it's mid-July
there's no windchill, I can't sit still, I feel energized

hit the pillows, sipping memories and (spend a while)