Summer is calling its wanting postcards and polaroids 

And memories of last year, but I cant let go

So lets drive until we dont know what road signs to follow

And end up in Wisconsin in the winter time

And find our homes dressed in snow covered in white for the first time

We could be nothing less than perfect.

And winter will freeze us here and well never go back home

Just cover our tracks. I doubt theyll even notice. I doubt theyll even care

Silent eyes speak for silent hearts in our game of love and death

Maybe its too late for hope to save us. But, you know that Im a dreamer

I promise you. That Ill die trying