The Cold Seasonthe flame inside weakens. And everything fades a dismal shade of gray, you try to come in from the cold, but it’s frozen you through and through, your blood runs cold, your flesh become pale, your veins turn to ice, there’s just no escape from this feeling, there’s no escape from the cold season, overcast, these shades of black and gray, as darkness descended upon another day, this cold keeps burning me up inside, I’ve got nowhere to go, I’ve got nowhere to hide, from the cold season, you can try to run, but there’s nowhere to hide from the cold season.
Wishingall I thought was sure now crumbles to surround, all those that I held close now clutch my neck to drown, all that seemed so safe now crashes at my feet, and when the music stopped you stole my seat, I know these words don’t build as fast as they break, so can I be forgiven for my mistakes? The spot where the sun used to shine disappeared and left me cold, leaving the sour taste of what’s been broken and memories of old, now I’m standing at the edge of river, all alone in the heart of winter, the sun beats down to where we stood, and I can’t turn it off like I said I would, and now I’m wishing...just wishing on yesterday, now I fell so disappointed, not only whit myself but with you, too. Because when I tried to make amends, you laughed and said we we’re through, and now I’m wishing now I’m wishing...just wishing on yesterday, do you blame for throwing myself in? when all I’ve got is cold and wind, do you blame me for drowning myself out?, over and over in my head I keep hearing myself saying, “what have I done?”, “what did I do?”, but inside I guess I’m only wishing, tha I had friend in you.