it gets hard sometimes 

everybody's got an arm 

they pull to the left and to 

the right your body's tired 

their grip's too tight 



and you'd think that you 

would know you've seen 

these roads before they're 

covered white with snow if 

you stand in it too long 

you get frostbite on your 

soul



so just give me your time 

i'll trade you peace of 

mind i'll give you water 

then turn it into wine you 

drink the water and make 

your troubles mine so give 

me a little more time



You play hard to get that's 

all right I get used to that 

like a dog wrapped in his 

chain you bark I set you 

free you get tangled up 

again



and you'd think that you 

would know you've seen 

these roads before they're 

covered white with snow if 

you stand in it too long 

you get frostbite on your