Anne arbour

Sooner or later more, These words to paper pour. Compose apologies, To bring you back to me. What words were written for: One girl whose pages tore. I'll bet you never knew, With a letter came a fool for you. She says she'd worked it out, This room's not big enough for two. He swears she'd work his words out, If she ever knew. How do I find her, Bearing my heart in hand. Last winter, Anne Arbour Was all I had. I still wear your heart around my throat I still wear your heart around my throat With barely the air not to choke. Never, not ever again. I finally replaced every promise you've taken away. Now that it's over, I'm older and colder this way. I finally replaced every promise you've taken away. How do I find her, Bearing my heart in my hand. Last winter, Anne Arbour was all I had.