The Lonely End Of The Rink

I looked up and you were there Just sitting there all alone Holding your fist in the air Like, if you need me you're on your own You drove me home through a snowy tomb I fell asleep in my seat I had the dream of having no room You were there just staring at me At the lonely end of the rink, you and me At the lonely end of the rink, you and me Oh to join the rush As the season builds I hear your voice 'cross a frozen lake a voice from the end of a leaf saying, 'you won't die of a thousand fakes or be beaten by the sweetest of dekes' At the lonely end of the rink, you and me At the lonely end of the rink, the lonely end of the rink Oh to join the rush as the season builds Jump into the rush As the seasons build You drove me home through a snowy gloom And I fell asleep in my seat Then I had the dream of having no room You were there just staring at me At the lonely end of the rink, you and me --- The Lonely End of the Rink - The Tragically Hip