Walking home at 4 am The streets are covered in snow The bridges of my city Wreathe around the icy flows Cars passing by, shining their light At the houses standing in my way I try to walk fast But the ground feels like glass These icy slabs of concrete Make me wish that I was next to you But that will never happen again We will never be more than friends We haven't had these days in quite some time Cold air in my lungs Those warm summer nights of ours are now long gone I haven't told you that the ice is the only thing That keeps me from drowning so I I try to walk fast But the ground feels like glass These icy slabs of concrete Make me wish that I was next to you But that will never happen again We will never be more than friends We haven't had these days in quite some time Just leave me here To my own devices Don't get too close I don't know how thick the ice is Just leave me here To my own devices Don't get too close I don't know how thick the ice is