Further north de Jets To Brazil

The road tonight is cold with ice and no cars pass by.
thank god for no phone call.
just snow and a fire.
december endings and since you sent me things, i just feel further north.
this year took ten years to tell me that i'm alone again.
everything here's about to break.
i'm one inch from all that i can take,
and it's beautiful and sad, but it's all that i have.
so tonight, let's stay inside.
i'll be the husband with a book for a bride.
tonight, let's stay inside.
i could play guitar.
i've got so many songs that you never heard,
and they weren't about you.
i won't change a word just because you're gone.
the trees creak with arthritic arms.
brittle in their powdered bark.
blue moon light, i can't cry right, but i miss you tonight.
everything here's about to break.
i'm one inch from more than i can take,
and it's beautiful and sad, but it's all that i have.
so tonight, i'll stay inside.
there are things that i'd like to try with you, but i stay inside.
tonight, i'll stay inside.
i could play guitar.