We were living inside but the winter followed me Formed a pattern from a single line Now I'm repeating everything If this is what we all were waiting for To trace it back to places we have known And after thirteen years it was ignored So we forgot what it was like to be alone We were sleeping inside your house for several weeks On the mattress side by side though we would never speak If this is what we all were waiting for To trace it back to places we have known And after thirteen years it was ignored So we forgot what it was like to be alone Can you still feel the pull?