I've been trying to find you
I've been trying to find a way back home
But it's mid-December
The path's overrun with snow
I try to hold on
But each time you let go
And each time you leave me
I'm left breathless and alone
Trying to see
Trying to know
Trying to tell which way to go
The time we use
Is not our own
But it goes by slower when you're alone