The New York Room - Frost At Midnight lyrics

when you are with me I feel alone a candle burning against the sun I try to pull away to try and reclaim my indentity my own name so cold when you are near if only we never an icicle in December so cold, so cold the plume or the feather the promise or lie the bramble or heather the do or die I am lost to you but I am found where the horizon meets the sky I lived for you but I am bound to let those feelings die so cold you must be near not to feel anything or just to feel something at all since you have gone away I still feel the same with no one to hurt no one to blame so cold without you here why didnt we ever an icicle in December so cold, so cold