Sean Watkins - Chicago lyrics

Blowing trash in bitter wind, zip my sweatshirt to the top Shoulders high and hands are hid in pockets not quite adequate Sidewalk take me to the fire that will melt my frozen soul Please don't let me stay this way, I'm so cold and all alone Gla** and steel cut through the wind a lake storm sent this way Dividing up the avenues, I walk to give away the blues and take the day away Walking quickly through the rain, I make no contact with my eyes I weave through coats that hang on men, she is nowhere in my sight People stand in corner crowds with eyes that point down to their wrists Wishing they were warm inside, as they breathe into their fists Gla** and steel cut through the wind a lake storm sent this way Dividing up the avenues, I walk to give away the blues and take away the day I walk to give away the blues and take the day away