1980s winters were serene
Placing hands on music, ivory
Wanted to
Words you wrote
And all the language that you spoke
And it's a dark world
And I can't see
I shiver coldly
But I can't feel
I'm caught beneath this
I sit and hide
Cannot escape it
And I can't breathe
And now life is shorter
And there's more behind
And I am older
So it's cold inside
And I have grown some
But not enough
I need the comfort of the warmth
And it's a dark world
And I can't see
I shiver coldly
But I can't feel
I'm caught beneath this
I sit and hide
Cannot escape it
And I can't breathe