
Amid the cold mist I stand
With the only desire to hold your hand
I want to scream that I am yours
But I turn away drowning in tears
For your hands have already found
The love you needed that was not mine.
To express what bottles up inside..

Amid the cold mist I stand
With the only desire to hold your hand
I want to scream that I am yours
But I turn away drowning in tears
For your hands have already found
The love you needed that was not mine.