In my house, snow is falling down
Solemn nights, haven't lost or found it
Half of me is trying not to want
What i want is something i forgot
Ease up, kid, don't you worry, you'll be fine
Simple worries have got you, it's alright
Things will change with the seasons, until that time
Be a man, be a brother, you'll be fine
While i'm home i think of other beds
Finding comfort in the sheets instead
Mother planted a garden, in the back
I don't feel very hungry, i'm sorry about that