boy, you're beautiful
you've got that rhythm in your smile
and you're the other half that
fits up against my ribcage

and i would chase down
the firewood armies
just to get back to your arms

i wanna let you know
i wanna let you know
boy, you're so beautiful
all in your tangles
and the folds of your body
a movement of music
your hands tremble lightly
in the stains of my shirt

my room's all a mess of maps
with green dotted lines
that reach out to the countries
of your hands
it might be predictable but i can't seem to sleep
without you

now as it starts to snow
this town's feeling weary and
no matter how far you are
i'll wait in solitude
and dance to the sound of you
calling my name in the hallways so empty
no one can take your place
and i'll wrap my hands in you
not needing words to tell you that i need you
or god, boy, i love you
and the greenery of your spine

and no matter how far away
the sheets of this bed will hold your embraces
and tell stories to the floorboards when i cannot sleep

it might seem objective
but your voice brings such comfort
and my arms need your body
so won't you come home to me
we'll believe that we're living
with more than just starched white shirts
the mood swings all violent
in the doorframes of airports
and canada's cold these days
but i've got your sweater, boy
until you come back