Lyrics Picture Book - Pekoe

Cinder on my dusty clothes
Where I go, nobody knows
I watch the fire melt away the snow
And ivy climb these walls of stone

Winter sleeps inside this home
And freezes up my aching bones
If I stay, I may never even know
What it feels to run free, where the flowers grow

And I, will wait outside
For the sign of spring to show
'Cause I, believe in all
The picture books that show me so

Tell me fiction, is it warm?
The love of a sunrise you have drawn?
Colour me in with your broken chalk
'Cause one day these pictures will be torn

I had hoped for something more
A mansion alone is a house dirt poor
My feet hurt to walk on this concrete floor
And I dream to run free, where the flowers grow

And I, will wait outside
For the sign of spring to show
'Cause I, believe in all
The picture books that show me so

Blue sky, a sun, a puppy's paw
A house with a window, or two, three, four
I had hoped for something more
Than a longing so deprived and sore