the rain fell too hard
come the end of february
but everyone's okay
getting their shoes a little muddy
it was the orange blanket
that did it for me
a city kissing sunsets
a striking gaze, so inviting to meet

"you're right up my alley"
as if the house is also home
sharing smiles with the pavement
never admit we feel alone
the past three years now
have shaken me to the bone
life feels warm, i should know