Midwest Indigo

Reachin' out on my way home
You can be so cold, I'll try again
You make me sad and second-guess myself
You can be so cold
Reachin' out on my way home
You can be so cold, I'll try again
You make me sad and second-guess myself
You can be so cold, Midwest Indigo
Running late so I didn't have the time
To scrape the frosted windshield like we're barely scrapin' by
Concentrate on the little gap in the ice
That seems to be about as wide as our chances