Beth Clements - Drafty Rooms lyrics

[Verse 1] The morning hit our hearts with a pang Here we go again Frigid cold and empty skies We breath this but we don't know why Here we go again You pack your bags And find my note You're flying high I pull back home It's cold as hell Pacing through the night [Chorus] Cracking brittle fingertips Drafty rooms inside our homes Winter touching all the wounds [Verse 2] Sunsets always go Foreheads pressed against the gla** We're trapped and buried with the gra** Smothered by the snow The last leaf falls And the frost sets in The sun gave up 'Cause she got so thin But I'm holding on… [Chorus] Cracking brittle fingertips Drafty rooms inside our homes Winter touching all the wounds [Ending] We have time to make mistakes