• back to our our winter houses.
    back the places we started.
    scared inside by the cold wind-
    ice in your bones
    held warm by your pale skin.
    oh how i wish we could start again

    but i'll be dreaming well like we used to.
    i'll be sleeping through this winter without you.

    days passing lonely and tired
    missing that passion that fire.
    letters to you that you won't read.
    hoping that someday you'll love me.

    but i'll be dreaming well like we used to.
    i'll be sleeping through this winter without you.
    i'll be dreaming of days
    that have long since gone away.
    i'll be dreaming of you you with my soul in two.