Snow Day, Pt. 1 Video (MV)

Your old scarf fits nice
There's coffee on the table
I'm crying, but you can't see

We made some snow angels
And cut some sharp angles
There's dishes in the sink
Piling towards the ceiling
I'm crying, but you can't see

So I took up wandering through the old roads
And past the banks and the drifts I felt how it is to let go
Up in the dawn break running it through my head
How you yearned for the world, but wound up with me instead
And I'm crying, but you can't see