Lyric

The kettle’s long gone still

The window breathes in blue

Your shoes wait by the door

Cold leather, tied in two

The room is full of heat

In every chair and seam

But your name leans ahead

Like a step inside a dream

I pull my coat on slow

The latch is in my hand

The last warm corner hums

Like it knows where I stand

Warm room, cold shoes

I feel the edge of you

Warm room, cold shoes

One foot out, one foot through

Warm room, cold shoes

I leave what keeps me true

Warm room, cold shoes

And still I’m going too

The floorboard says goodbye

With one small wooden sigh

I pause to catch the glow

Before I meet the sky

The scarf is soft with smoke

The door is white with snow

I carry all this heat

Wherever I must go

I turn the key and wait

For courage to arrive

The quiet takes my name

And keeps it warm inside

Warm room, cold shoes

I feel the edge of you

Warm room, cold shoes

One foot out, one foot through

Warm room, cold shoes

I leave what keeps me true

Warm room, cold shoes

And still I’m going too

If I am made of frost

Then let me thaw by dawn

I’ll miss the little sounds

But I won’t stay too long

Warm room, cold shoes

I feel the edge of you

Warm room, cold shoes

One foot out, one foot through

Warm room, cold shoes

I leave what keeps me true

Warm room, cold shoes

And still I’m going too