Juliana

juliana looks at me like she knows
we wake up and blow the cold air like smoke
so much said, but nothing spoken
a little sore, but nothings broken
i'm awake, i'm awake

juliana looks out through the window
we stay wrapped up close and i sigh out slow
so much said, but nothing spoken
a little bruised but nothings broken
i'm awake, i'm awake

don't you know
this song on the stereo
we'll hum along all wrong
but we'll catch the chorus stronger

juliana looks at me and i know
i get up and turn the heater down low
everything's so complicated
words flow out, but nothing's stated
i'm awake, i'm awake

juliana whispers yesterdays poems
out the window westward wind tunnels blow
leaves around the yard in piles
ghost train go for miles and miles
i'm awake, i'm awake