Bobby Truck Tricks

can i come over? i don't know if i want to talk. phones, they can't do it for me. i need to see your eyes. sometimes it's so far for 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 stuck in this small town? you rode your bike past dark window shades, looked down from my roof, and not hollered 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. dreamless 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 going back. and i don't even care because i'm already there.