The Cold

Small Brown Bike

Compositor: Small Brown Bike

I've been outside for too long now,
I've seen the seasons come and go.
Could be today may be the day,
Tomorrow comes and i'll stay the same.
Don't know my place,never thought it'd be this way.
Can't change my face, never thought i'd see this change.
Too many times i've passed these doors,
I've seen them open just to close.
Now i'm searching for some new key.
Locked up, locked out it comes down on me.
Don't know my place,never thought it'd be this way.
Can't change my face, never thought i'd see this change.
I've come to see this change,
I've come to stay the same i'll stay until i'm old, unwind, release, unfold.
I've come to stay the same, i'll stay until i'm old i don't want to be cold.