Buffalo

The Church · Other Songs - The Church

Snow came up Friday, I gotta go

Spending winter up in Buffalo

Someone I met there is callin' me so

Got to escape the blues man, don't you know?



Days of sinkin' summer packed up and gone

Nothin' helps me, there's nothin' wrong

It was so pleasant, incandescent, it's over now

We should get goin'



Lady I know there, name of Christina

Six lonely lifetimes since I've seen her

She takes you places your heart cannot go

During the winter up in Buffalo



Days by her fire, dazed in the glow

Winter surrounds us up in Buffalo



Days of drowsy pleasure in the afternoon dark

We drift together, we drift apart

She's got the wherewithal, she's got the knowledge

It's wonderful, I should be goin'



Out there the Snow Queen is kidnappin' boys

Her block-of-ice heart tunes out the noise

And soft in the bedroom her eyes indigo

Sleepin' in the winter in Buffalo



Down in Buffalo