Birch Trees

Winter waste the great white north

To the place we both were born

Calendars since we've been back

Follow coast the frozen shore

Pass on by the empty stores

To the place where we met last

In our twisted journeys, you had me worried

I'm sure you already know

To that hidden driveway, the same like always

The front lawn long overgrown

I don't know why

You still make me try so hard

What if now

We give it one more chance and start again

Remember early innocence

You and I in those twin beds

Soft footsteps to sneak outside

Then your mother shouting out

I could swear I hear her now

But she's been gone since last July

In these dusty corners, the papers torn up

The dead birch trees coming down

And it all feels empty but you still know me

And we can figure it out

I don't know why

You still make me try so hard

What if now

We give it one more chance and start again

I don't know why

You still make me try so hard

What if now

We give it one more chance and start again