I've got more to prove than most
Opening old wounds on the heart
Just to prove a point
Where do I go from here?
Lost in the confusion of words left unsaid
Drowning in words so sweet
Cold as winter ice
Why are you ever so calming?
Reminding me of a distant song
From so long ago that I can barely recall
Attempt one was when I was far too young
To understand the loneliness,
The pain in my heart
Frost on the window painting the room as the sunlight shines through
Shivering from the cold, wrapped in warmth
It's an early Sunday morning
Painting my white silk sheets in a cruel ice blue
Lay my head to rest upon the snow
Breaking the silence with my breath that leaves my lungs
Leave me here
Let the winter frost cover me in its cold cruelty
There are twenty-four hours in a day
During this time of the year, it seems as though the sun's warmth is no more
Is this because my heart has become as cold as the Earth below me?
Is this because my heart has become as numb as my fingertips have from the cold?
You, my dear, who murders me in hotel bed sheets
Tangled in them so that I can no longer breathe
As my heart flutters with love
A woman like you
Has no right to cast such a powerful spell