Dorado

we watched as the horses galloped across the sky

renamed the constellations beneath the northern lights

i'd never seen anything so beautiful

you took that as a sign 

but it snows too hard in michigan 

for a heart that belongs to the sun

we read about dorado on the way to macinaw

it wasn't easy to find a swordfish in the stars

but you kept on searching 

like the way i pointed out your flaws

and it snows too hard in michigan 

for a heart thats on the run

running backwards now

don't even know what lead me there

blurry scenes like tornados swirling up in dreams

october brings a warning reminds us of all that ends

oh it snows too hard 

it snows to hard in michigan 

for a dark heart that needs the light

it snows too hard in michigan 

for a heart that never gets it right