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