Dylan Mondegreen While I Walk You Home
the streets of this town have turned white
though snow flurries into our eyes
we will find our way
though we’ll stumble, stagger and sway
it may seem like the city’s turned dark
but your smile casts illuminant sparks
and even a rough hailstorm
couldn’t fight this whisper of hope
tonight, in my arms,
you’ll be ok, you’ll be safe
i know you have a heavy heart,
but i’ll try to shoulder the weight
so i hold your hand and your burden
while i walk you home
could it be that this story begins
as our cold hands with pale winter skin
find a pulse and a matching beat
as we’re close to your home, to your street
