Laura Gibson – Hands In Pockets Lyrics

Up with the sunrise you'll be staring
Out through the window onto the day
I'll be another waking shadow
Cast on the covers of your bed

Give me another waking moment
To shine against the solemn gray
Tell me the season's almost over
I can wait

So goes another winter slowly
Hands in the pockets of my coat
You'll be the first to spin your story
I'll be the last to let you go

Tell me you'll always go before me
Out along the solemn gray
Tell me the season's almost over
I can wait

When the daylight leaves you staring
Out in another undertow
I'll be a tired conversation
I'll be awake when you get home

Tell me you'll always go before me
Out along the solemn gray
Tell me the season is almost over
I can wait
I can wait
I can wait