I feel lighter at door 52
A couple flights to be with you, to be with you
I'm home from the cold
I'm home from the cold
Pass the park, everything is grey and brown
There's creatures hiding, hibearnating underground
Around the corner, stop at partridges for you
I feel lighter at door 52
A couple flights to be with you, to be with you
I'm home from the cold
I'm home from the cold
We joke about my coat but now I'm cold and my face is numb
The sky faded as the corners of the stones
Empty streets make the way back to you
I'm home from the cold
I'm home from the cold
I'm home from the cold