the storm:

it’s late and i’m tired
i just want to go home
but the snow is falling
blinding against the night
so let’s stop here
and wait it out
i know it’s getting colder
but the storm is passing quickly
two lane highway
running out from here
lost beneath a blanket
put to bed for now
it’s late and i’m tired
i would rather be at home
but the snow is falling
and at least you’re here with me
which is all that ever mattered
cuz your smile is all i really need