Turned away 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..
Turned away 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.