Just Give Me Time

This red-haired girl of mine tore a pinecone from the pine

to cut into her palm, singing the song her sinking lover sung

I shut my eyes, ripped the train from off the line

but a sudden gust of snow blew through a hole in my girl's clothes

Well, my girl knows she's not all right

and I don't mind.

Just give me time, baby, give me time.

Her stinging eyes, and her sixteen-hour drive, and our shared, transparent rope

and our icy dive through hope I'll memorize, and I'll cut into my mind

I can't believe it can be so

I won't believe that my girl froze

Well, my girl knows I'm coiled tight and green inside

Just give me time, baby, give me time

And that weight you hold, it's getting light

and, love, I know you'll raise it easily up high

Just give it time, just give it time

Oh baby, just give it time.