It's the cold the stinging in my soul maybe it's better if we don't Talk about it in the snow and hide the instincts take control There You go again I caught you sneaking in the corners of my daydream Memories, they pass but the feelings Always last will you be here for a little while? With these high held hopes I sit and wait for you disregarding the Pain and the shame and the truth just to hold you tight just for one More night then i see you go completely out of sight there you go Again I caught you sneaking in the corners of my daydream memories They pass but the feelings always Last will you be here for a little while? Tossing, turning in my sleep finally almost there but it wouldn't Keep i might be lost in this daybream and forever be a victim of your Company It's the cold the stinging in my soul maybe it's better if we Don't talk about it anymore and hide the pain until marks begin The show and the instincts take Control and the feeling starts to grow