The Cold

It's hard to make sense
Of this world sometimes
When everything's not alright

Now I've got bags of
Worry inside me
I'm careful not to show

Now I try to think now
Before I open my mouth
It's always best to do

Days have been trying
Months have been flying
The years have cauterized my wounds

And how the cold settles in your bones if you let it in
And take the time, read between the lines
I hope you find yourself
And I was feeling kind of blue
And it's just that kind of day
Oh when I get home to you
It puts a smile back on my face

And there were miles and miles in between
And the smell of gasoline
And the walls keep closing in
The longer I'm away

And how the cold settles in your bones if you let it in
And take the time, read between the lines
I hope you find yourself
And I was feeling kind of blue
And it's just that kind of day
Oh when I get home to you
It puts a smile back on my face

And there were miles and miles in between
And the smell of gasoline
And the walls keep closing in
The longer I'm away



Credits
Writer(s): Eoin Noonan
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