There's a party at the end of my street
And I'll meet you, again
At the bottom step
But the red glow from the third window
It gives you halo
A halo
And the highs and the lows of the hellos
I'll never know
You look past me and I want to continue
And I breathe in a circle
And I'll be gone when I'm gone
Pulling at the softest thread of my sweater
You look past me but i want to continue
In solitude
In solitude