When Winter Wallows

3

its the 3rd of December
this year i can barely remember
i'm sitting in the driveway
hoping i'll figure it all out someday

it's 3 in the morning
i call you until it doesnt ring anymore
waiting for your call back until its boring
maybe this isn't what i'd hoped for

it's been 3 years and it all feels the same
maybe i'm the one to blame
as hungry as i am for your love
my eyes were always bigger than my belly

t.c