I remember one day We walked up to the highway And you held my hand We walked along the highway And it ran beside the lake So big, so flat, so great You held my hand On along the highway
We got to an old stone home It stood out so all alone Against a great field All covered with snow And I don’t remember who The woman you introduced me to Or why we were there Or what we were there to do
She told me to go explore The quiet rooms, the cold floors I froze upstairs, I heard a voice A-from a room closed with a locked door And then from downstairs I heard my name You said “it’s time we got going” The woman leaned in to say goodbye From I don’t remember his name
I remember that day The gray lake, the highway How you held my hand We walked home through snowflakes