Let Me - Widowspeak

Up North, November, and you’re playing pool

And leaning into it but playing it cool

All the shaking hands, spilling after hours wine

I’m thinking I could get to you in time

It’s too loud in here and it’s too cold outside

I’m not sure I’m reading the writing on the walls just right

Tracing the high streets to the high road

Take this with me on my way home

Could be, would you let me?

Could be, would you let me?

You wanted to say something, I could tell

It’s all this driving, and the bars and the hotels

And all the late nights and the leaning in

The calm before the storm begins

Being here could be the sign of a bad start

Maybe this love will tear us apart

Maybe it’ll just end

Or we’ll never not be together again

Could be, would you let me?

Could be, would you let me?

Could be, would you let me?