A cold winter sun
My feet underground
A pale winter city
A numbness for sound
I'll wait back here
All that you notice
A moment in time
A photograph lost here
Since you were mine
I'll wait back here
Or should I
Start pushing my way back
Yeah, should I start
Pushing my way back
I walk past your room
In deep silhouette
You're tired of racing
You're down and I said
I'll wait back here
A cold end, an evening
A soaked cigarette
I'm asleep on a shoulder
That i've never met
I'll wait back here
Or should I
Start pushing my way back
Yeah, should I start
Pushing my way back
Cold, and the whiskey is wearing
And i'm on the edge of my breath
Oh, and i'm thinking of leaving
I could just lay down
Lay down and freeze to death
Hey yeah yeah
Oh, hold on
Yeah?
Hey yeah yeah
Oh, hold on
A cold winter sun
My feet underground
A pale winter city
A numbness for sound
Writer(s): Howie Day
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