From behind the dirty window Looking out onto the frozen sea of Sweden Dreaming of ice skating On the back of a 2-for-1 I wrote you a letter Taking for granted where we've been We found solace in the shattered dreams of England And we can't help the things we choose And I pictured you singing the Silver Jews I still wear my grandma's ring And you sometimes will wear your granddad's tie These days it's hard not to measure by what you've lost but what you can find You said it's hard to believe In the age of aeroplanes and miracles But that kind of brightness never appealed to me And I was already headed to the dance floor And if I told you I was never cool And all I wanted Was just to have you And when I see you I will put my arm around you It will be hard to let you go And If I told you I was never cool And all I wanted Was just to have you And when I see you I will put my arm around you It will be hard to let you go And it'll be hard to let you go