I see you gently
I see you torn
I see your luck sink
Meant to the manner born
Can’t find the reason
In an isle of stone
If the weather’s blinding
Let me keep you warm
So warm

Cold hands, warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart

Are you dancing, Alice?
Are you of the world?
Do you need a friend?
Let me see you twirl

Charmed and waiting
Measured, gone
Have I ever touched your face this long?
So long

Cold hands, warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart

If you’re walking
You can walk with me
And our feet can tap an extra beat
But that’s not your way
No you’re too free
But your breeze can bother all my leaves, leaves

You’re in a sonnet
You’re in a prayer
You’re in a magazine
You were never there

You’re with the seasons
Cut with the wheat
You’re with the cherry blossom at my feet
On the street

Cold hands, warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart
Cold hands, warm heart