Christmas Card to a Hooker in Minneapolis Lyrics

I'm not really sure
Where I should send this card
Because it's been a year now
Since you last sent word

So I have decided
To bring it in person
If I can find you
Out here in the cold

The storefronts on Euclid
Are dancing with candlelight
And the bookstore you mentioned
Has holly for Christmastime

But out where I'm standing
Is a blank frozen canvas
Of all Minneapolis
Buried in white

And that was our love
Harsh in its season, too
Of restless addictions
Twin cityscapes consumed

When both of our arms were
Round rubber hoses
And both of our hearts were
Bent, blackened spoons

But that was over
And you left with the record set
Now I wish I had sent you
All of the money that I had

Because I could have learned how
To play the piano
Or play the trombone
Or to play your old man

So if you're looking
You know where to find me now
Follow the footprints
That lead from the bookstore in the snow

But if you don't find me
A bright merry Christmas
Sincerely, Charlie
At the end of the road