The Wind

These city lights illuminate your breath
As you tell of all the ways that you feel dead
December left you cold and alone
I'm sorry, but I have enough to fear on my own
Dying to care, I'm searching for some solace in this air, ooh

But the wind, it cuts to my bone
The wind, this hollow breath of cold

The snowflakes fall like ashes into dirt
Like every hope that rose and dissolved into hurt
Dying to care, I'm searching for some solace in this air, ooh

But the wind, it cuts to my bone
The wind, this hollow breath of cold
The wind, it cuts to my bone
The wind, in winter's arms I feel at home

And I won't let go, but I will take you with me
Right to the end

But the wind, it cuts to my bone
The wind, this hollow breath of cold
The wind, it cuts to my bone
The wind, this hollow breath of cold
The wind, it cuts to my bone
The wind, in winter's arms I feel at home
I feel at home