Itasca - G.B. Lyrics

G.B.

Say you won't come out
Day is out my window
You're there pushing your hay around
That ring is on your finger

Must be there's no way out
You would have walked
Now I feel the pigpen's full and I'm rolling in circles
Must be my way

I got back into town
My trees were three stories higher
And I want to get through into you
Right through my window

So I walked to the way
I was sitting ten rows back
I turn around, brown eyes I'm looking at
It's you, I close my eyes and I see you in 2 am light
Must be my way

Now we're in the snow
All the banks are getting higher
The mountaintops aglow around you
The bears asleep in the briar

I turn you around on my arm
We're skating past the snowy weeds in the ground
And I see the pigpen's full now and I'm rolling in circles again, must be my way