Hours Outside in the Snow - Modern Baseball

I spent all of Christmas Eve fake angry at you for

Who knows what now or then and you spoke so fast

I just sat back relaxed and took you all in

I spent all of Christmas Eve trying to get warmer

After standing outside for hours knowing at this point

I’d be lucky to get any sleep

And I’ll toss and turn until the early morning

Happily ignoring that my blue jeans

Didn’t do a fucking thing for me

Against this cold

Sober or not, I locked everything you sent me

Cause what’s better than seeing

What I’m missing daily

I guess what I’m trying to say is that

You might run, oh but I won’t hide

Shed an ounce of light

On my half-hopeless life

Don’t let me go back

And though I’d like to say more

I guess, I’ll just duck and cover

Almost praying that you trip over

The cluster of words I laid out before having to leave

But since you’ve taken the time to read so carefully

Everything I’ve ever sent

I guess I’ll spend the next few lines

Hoping and wishing

Yet thanking appropriately

You might run, oh but I won’t hide

Shed an ounce of light

On my half-hopeless life

Don’t let me go back

To Erin: Please read later

'Cause I don’t think I have the heart

To let you read this now

But if I had the heart

You know that I know better

This isn’t how you say aloud

«Don't let me go back»