Hibernate

I'm like a big old birch
With no leaves left to fall
In this cold body of mine, in my heart
It's winter all the way

How come life doesn't really change
And I'm haunted by the same coldhearted fear
Chasing me
Down everywhere I turn

I rather hibernate
In winter's arms I'll sleep
Till the scent of burning wood
Fades from my skin

And I dream
Dream
Away
From you

New York is waiting on the other side
But I long to hold you once again
And watch you run
Circles on the shore

But I'm bound to saving myself
From your hearts' craze
I can't be overthrown
I'm shattered all over the sand

I rather hibernate
In winter's arms I'll sleep
Till the scent of burning wood
Fades from my skin

And I dream
Dream
Away
From you