(White)
This calls for a reception For some can take so long
and some move in a new direction This direction
isn't welcome, it's true I'm coming home I've got
some things to say to you Seasons change with time,
feelings come and go These things I realize more
than you know I asked her if she missed me I've
been here way too long and Winnipeg has such a history
of separating what is tired and true I'm coming home
and there's not one thing you can do, I promise you
When you underrate this power of us you place it last
and place yourself first When you underrate this
power of love it stays behind and puts everything
above And I cried myself to sleep a million times
Sweet cliches that i scribe are theraputic Inside it
wasn't effort It was your life and you lived it
well There I said it So gas up your car for this
long trip home I'll go, but not with you