I put on my overcoat and walked into the winter

My teeth chattered rhythms.

And they were grouped in twos and threes,

like a morse code message was sent from me to me.


and cars on slippery slopes were stuck:

people pushing through their mittens

as I was beginning

to feel like soaking through my shoes,

getting colder with every step I took to your
apartment, dear.

(oohh)

I was a kaleidoscope (I was a kaleidoscope):

The snow on my lenses distorting the image of
what was only one of you

and I didn't know which one to address as your
lips moved.

(ooohhh) This is when I foret to breathe and all
the things I scripted,

They sound so unfounded.

And it's the look that you're giving me

that tells me exactly what you are thinking: This
ain't working anymore.

They got their mothers worked into a panic

sledding down hills into oncoming traffic,

and parents layered clothes until the children
couldn't move then

and left them outside until their noises were
blue, and I got left there, too.

I put on my overcoat and walked into the winter

My teeth chattered rhythms.

And they were grouped in twos and threes,

like a morse code message was sent from me to me.