January calls round to find me Alone in this place where I've been living My real home lives down the river Where she's making circles with her tears And February blows even colder And I'll send my love downstream In words and verses in plastic boxes She's still unready to take them in And they're bobbing underneath the bridges Out to the ocean back Back on the rocks And the rain came down back in December When you told me you were drifting The waters rose while my door swung closed On the circles that you lived in We got so caught up in the swirls and eddies You never saw where you were heading Oh you were bobbing underneath the bridges Out to the ocean and back Back on the rocks And spring is only round the corner As I'm writing you this final letter I'll drop it in the cool green water At the bridge where we jumped in together And I hope it will be carried to you Cast upon the rocks beside you And I hope the words serve to remind of Someone you can leave behind you Someone who's got a hole inside Someone who'll be waiting here for you To take me from this burning bridge Before I end up back Back on the rocks