You make me drunk like dad's whisky When I was thirteen years old Now I've got my nose pressed down on the table Like I'm waiting for him to come home
My thought's keep rolling like boulders Sharp off the tip of my tongue I know he'd say "Son, you're a man, stop crying." But daddy I still feel so young
Hold me, I will hold you back Nothing but the chill will let you go
Outside the rust just keeps building Around the gate of my fence Last time I checked it was you I was mending And nothing else needed me since
Over the streets in the city Winter is bringing her chill I hear her calling at the top of the chimney But I'm not inviting her in
Hold me, I will hold you back Nothing but the chill will let you go Love me, I will love you back Nothing but the chill will let you go There's no way I'm ever letting go
