I’m falling for your tricks again,
Still tempted by the words of men,
The cold air whispers through my skin
Nowhere to hide except within

My thoughts are tangled in your leaves
I fill the air that your lungs breathe
The sunbeams slip between your limbs
So much for chasing all our whims

The state lines are nothing more than roads
Let all your apprehensions go
And on this side I finally feel at home
You can’t regret what you don’t know
So is this right I'm finally on my own
On my own

We left our footprints in the snow
I hear the ancients call us home
They’ll find their answers in the dust
And wish that they were one of us

The state lines are nothing more than roads
Let all your apprehensions go
And on this side I finally feel at home
You can’t regret what you don’t know
So is this right I'm finally on my own
On my own

I’m falling for your tricks again,
Still tempted by the words of men.