Cooled me down like the dead of the winter Froze me at the center The lines all a blur You were always aloof like a winner Just letting me linger around and then Suddenly, they're playing Joni's Both Sides at the bar You mentioned you liked her guitar I said "how about mine?" Was it just a matter of time? 'Till you sang out in the street And you whispered in the cab And you revealed yourself Filled our boots like the life of a party Unaware what we'd started The lines all a blur You were always a champ in the morning Cooled out the storm in me, and then Suddenly, I'm strung out in Old Montréal I needed arms into which I could fall You said "how about mine?" Was it just a matter of time? 'Till you held me on the phone And you danced me in the field And we made ourselves a home Hid your smokes up in the fridge And you blew my fucking mind Like a million goddamn times Playing records on both sides Now we're dancing in the evenings Collapsing in the basement Racking up the ways That we reveal ourselves