She’s picking wild flowers 
Beside her mother’s antique store
Daydreams freeze a hundred miles shy of where she’s never been before

And when shadows dance on lamplight 
It looks like she’s laughing in her sleep
This haunting Indian summer gives us a hope that we can’t keep
 
What would your father say if he knew?
That I was too scared to see this through

To feel your breath on my skin 
Is never quite enough
Uncertainty that comes with it helps me understand this love

Building a wooden plane 
To fly away from here
Tomorrow brings the winter and unfolds another year

Give me the words to explain what we’ve become?
If we say goodnight the whole world will come undone

Beside the creek 
I get close cause I’m on fire

The words I spoke
Have made me out to be a liar

One last time
I’ll try to send this wire to you

Winter rain 
Send me home

She’s placing wild flowers
Beside her mother’s stone
In a quiet gesture it is clear we’re all alone