When you wake up in the night
And you look around the room
All you see is emptiness
And shadows from the moon
And you reach out your hand
But you find there's no one there
Remember how she left you
When she said she didn't care
So cold, so cold
When you wake up in the night
And there's no one there to hold
So cold, so cold, so cold
When you wake up in the night
And there's no one there to hold you
So you turn to close your eyes
But your thoughts won't let you sleep
You think about the promises
You knew she wouldn't keep
And you listen to the clock
But the hours go so slow
You wonder where she is tonight
And why she let you go
So cold, so cold
When you wake up in the night
And there's no one there to hold
So cold, so cold, so cold
When you wake up in the night
And there's no one there to hold you
So cold, so cold, so cold
When you wake up in the night
And there's no one there to hold
So cold, so cold, so cold
When you wake up in the night
And there's no one there to hold you
So cold, so cold, so cold
When you wake up in the night
And there's no one there to hold
So cold, so cold, so cold
When you wake up in the night
And there's no one there to hold you
So cold, so cold, so cold
When you wake up in the night
And there's no one there to hold
So cold, so cold
So Cold was written by Steve Pigott.
So Cold was produced by Andy MacPherson & Ian Wilson & Paul Young (Manchester).