it gets hard sometimes
everybody's got an arm
they pull to the left and to
the right your body's tired
their grip's too tight

and you'd think that you
would know you've seen
these roads before they're
covered white with snow if
you stand in it too long
you get frostbite on your
soul

so just give me your time
i'll trade you peace of
mind i'll give you water
then turn it into wine you
drink the water and make
your troubles mine so give
me a little more time

You play hard to get that's
all right I get used to that
like a dog wrapped in his
chain you bark I set you
free you get tangled up
again

and you'd think that you
would know you've seen
these roads before they're
covered white with snow if
you stand in it too long
you get frostbite on your
sou