The Whiles — Last Trace lyrics

Lyrics

Driving alone, at 4 in the morning
Through the darkened streets of New Years Eve
The wind blows the snow, ghostly over the frozen
Street the stars are heeded heaven’s sleep
There’s a last trace
Of the last snow of the year
And though you may be at my side
It feels like you’re not here
And this year you’ll try and be a better person
And modest through all the same
And how much i wish that you could be a stranger
And once again i’d ask your name
There’s a last trace
Of the last snow of the year
And though you may be at my side
It feels like you’re not here
Driving alone, at 4 in the morning
Through the darkened streets of New Years Eve
There’s a last trace
Of the last snow of the year
And though you may be at my side
It feels like you’re not here