Out In The Cold
Thomas Faulwell
I can tell by the way you speak all alone
That no one's home
I can tell by the words you say on the phone
You're on your own
You are vicious like a dog with a bone
And cold as stone
I hope you find some place to go on your own
I can take no more
Did they leave you out in the cold
Did they leave you out in the cold
Did they leave you out in the cold
Did they steal your heart of gold
I can tell by the words you say on the phone
That no one's home
I hope you find some place to go on your own
Take no more
