i m done the warm air on my legs felt more than welcoming as we drove your father s truck through all of the snow and sleet you turned to me and said where are we the windshield s crystallized the roads are black and white so hold my hand straight through this frozen night and i turned to you i m all right keep drinking keep on dancing keep your hand on mine and i ll carry you home i swear that we ll be fine because we re above all else we ll try to keep our heads clear we ll try to keep our hands together i ll call you in the morning