In the Cold
Anders Winqvist
If you can see me now
Would you dare to speak to me
Look into my sad blue eyes
See what's left of me
When Sunday comes
I miss your unmade bed
The walks we never took
And all the things we never did
You knew exactly what to do
You knew exactly what to say
I empty every glass
I'm trying to take a deep breath
In the cold
Cold december night
I knew I had it coming
I could see all warning signs
I drained your life and then
You packed your bags and left me
In the cold
I'll burn the pictures from the past
I throw away my memories
I learned from my mistake
Sorry it was too late
All I had is gone
No one to hold my hand
In the cold
