From the Cold

Cold, my breathing like a fog Summer's over No more birds to sing their song Steps, my dirty tracks left in the snow Bruised and battered I've gone as far as I can go I can see you and your candle a light beyond the trees Hear a voice from in the distance calling out to me Come on in from the cold Come on in from the outside Come on in from the cold Come on in from the outside Wind, don't see her but she's there Dead leaves are moving Her calling cards across the air I can see you in the window, a shadow through the trees Hear your voice now from a distance calling out to me Come on in from the cold Come on in from the outside Come on in from the cold Almost losing the daylight I've been lost and I've been broken I've been buried in the snow I hear your voice and I keep walking I keep walking don't know why I walk to you Got nowhere left to go Come on in from the cold Come on in from the outside Come on in from the cold Come on in from the outside