Empty bottles…
surrounding your bed
All their contents…
gone straight to your head
Probably best…
to put the phone down
Your words won’t…
bring me back around
Sometimes…
the winter wind blows
And sometimes…
a person can only be cold
Sorry to break…
your vulnerable heart
You have to get use…
to us being apart
As for me…
you’ll need to forget
New to lonely nights…
you’re filled with regret
Time to heal…
from this pain
Let me slowly…
fade from your brain
Sometimes…
the winter wind blows
And sometimes…
a person can only be cold
Sorry to break…
your vulnerable heart
You have to get use…
to us being apart