East Coast Winters

Anyone who walks down my path Anyone who walks down my path after it snows and covers up their footprints Every time you shut me in I shiver in the cold, Every day I stay in bed I get a little worse Anyone who walks through my door is already done Is already done for If you walked a mile in my shoes you'd never choose, You'd never come back here Every time you shut my in I shiver in the cold, Every day I stay in bed I get a little worse As far as I can tell you never got it right And everyone I know has all been turned away, scattered in the dark Seen this place a dozen times before but not as empty, as empty as it is Anyone who walks down my path