i was told you were already home and nobody knows what to think. i was told you were out on your own and then you came back for a drink. oh no, you known for your antics locked up in the barnyard with me. i was told that no one could love you and never could hold you but me.
one night in november, i couldn't remember the day that we met. i knew it was over. wind in the crack of the window howled. the wail of the night made a ghost out of me. heavy breathing and heaving my head. carried the thought of me dapper in red. i awoke on the floor of the barn. the hay and the dirt and a crow for alarm. never too careful, but i prepared for the call of the knife, the cut of a lifetime. the moon in the night, the light of the dark eye.
i was told you were already home and no one could save you. it's never too late for a last minute vow. a candle that burns and the wax never dries. i believe in the look that i see in your eye.