I drive by your house when you’re home I still write your name in fresh snow
From a high dive Into skies of diamonds Lies the sweet life (promised by the sirens) with butterscotch on your tongue there’s nothing wrong
I stood by your name in the hailstorm Tie me into knots just to keep you warm
From a high dive Into skies of diamonds You were baptized On the highest mountain With all that medicine on your tongue And there’s nothing wrong There’s nothing wrong There’s nothing wrong There’s nothing wrong There’s nothing wrong