The coldness is creeping, I am haunted by your voice
Words that sting like daggers. mosaic of broken dreams

The coldness is creeping, I am haunted by your smile
Memories that sting like daggers. Looking back in silent sorrow

Memories of better days, they bleach and blur and fade away
I can feel... it... possessing you again

Memories of better days, they bleach and blur and fade away
All my love and warmth and shelter have not changed this bitter girl

Memories of better days, they bleach and blur and fade away
All your love and warmth and shelter have not changed this bitter man

The coldness is creeping, I am haunted by your fear
Looking back in silent sorrow, a mosaic of broken dreams

This cold too will fade, I am still here to stay
Looking back with no regrets, another broken dream [bad word]