Testo Bobby Truck Tricks

can i come over? i dont know if i wanna talk 'cause phones they can't do for me i need to see your eyes sometimes it's so far from me i can't explain whether words or minds can't find common ground the first thing i did was throw up the shades and look to the night can it be my third winter here stuck in small town you rode your bike past dark window shades looked down from my roof and not hollerd a thing can i be so sad? and not so close to forgetting last snowfalls time precurse seasons cold and come of age even cold night can't shake dreaming trains endless track this time it's not worth fighting i think i really like you can i come over? warm words and eyes and not goin back and i dont really care because im already there