Somewhere There’s Snow

No one is with me
I'm here by the window
It's later than i'd like to know
No one comes calling
The scenery's whistling
I know that somewhere there's snow
And all your addresses
Are scribbled in notebooks
All of your numbers
They make me feel sick and so slow
And snow it comes rarely like letters in wartime
Someone is calling your name
But I will not answer for I am a-sleeping
And you will be gone when I wake
Nobody listens for all the retrievers
I have these suspicions
All scribbled in notebooks
And nobody listens to all of your speeches
I have these suspicions
It screams in my sleep at the door