Cold

by Prometheus   May 17, 2005


As days go by
I'm growing cold
I dont know which
way I should go.
Towards your loving face?
Or into an early grave?
So take my hand
and don't let go.
I'm fading away.
I'm growing cold.
I need you
to help me up.
I need your help
to get out of this rut.
For you I will
wait eternally.
So take my hand
and don't let go.
I'm fading away.
I'm growing cold.
I am nothing
without you
you are the
one who completes me...
So take my hand
and don't let go.
I'm fading away.
I'm growing cold...

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