The frost spreads on the windowpane
You grip my hand from inside your mitten
And I lived by you for two whole years before we even spoke
I remember what was said
It replays like a cassette tape in my head
But every time I press rewind
A little piece of that sound dies until the tape is worn down and thrown out
And in my stream of consciousness, I can't believe I won't be missed
I'll be slappin' fives with everyone I can
The air in my car is freezing
We'll sleep for an hour on the side of the road
The sun will wake us in a while
Gold shines in, the warmth made you smile
My recollection of you on that day
Is as fleeting to me now as top 40 radio
Every time I press rewind
A little piece of that sound dies until the tape is worn down and thrown out
The needle skips because the vinyl’s scratched, no perfect song can ever last
And my memories of you, they will simply fade