Cold hands are used for holding
A myth that stabs a heart
But I’ve never had the need to make you
Feel so torn apart
I’ve always meant to please you
And to mend the scars
That have festered in your mind
From the very start
‘Cause as the times dance a little bit faster
And our lives take another cruel twist
I hope to God we die of laughter
When the love puts on a sad face
With every other moment
That we spend apart
I just can’t help thinking of it
I’m wondering how you are
I hope you get the message – that has travelled far
I hope it helps the waiting – and your achin’ heart
In this day and age of broken vows
I can honestly say that’s not what I’m about
Now that my darkest year has settled in its cloud
And the love’s tone down
