Your hands, they remind me. Of fond memories. Of the days that can't be taken back. . Sweet sixteen, sweet sixteen. . Cool river waters. Dancing beneath our feet, off to sea.
You're a porcelain doll that sits in a window. You hold your breath when people walk by. Safely kept behind rose-colored glass. Neatly tucked beneath the spotlight.
Forty below, driving on deathly icing roads. Back seat is full of clothes, I gotta talk this over. Run out of gas, wake a stranger up to fill my tank.
Fall back into the snow, sink deep. Bury all the troubles that you keep. Follow close to the places your heart needs. . Just for a little while, just for a little while.
What is meant to be, will be. You can't escape your destiny. So kiss the girl and let her see. That you would do anything. You would do anything, anything.