The Wind

These city lights illuminate your breath As you tell of all the ways that you feel dead December left you cold and alone I'm sorry, but I have enough to fear on my own Dying to care, I'm searching for some solace in this air, ooh But the wind, it cuts to my bone The wind, this hollow breath of cold The snowflakes fall like ashes into dirt Like every hope that rose and dissolved into hurt Dying to care, I'm searching for some solace in this air, ooh But the wind, it cuts to my bone The wind, this hollow breath of cold The wind, it cuts to my bone The wind, in winter's arms I feel at home And I won't let go, but I will take you with me Right to the end But the wind, it cuts to my bone The wind, this hollow breath of cold The wind, it cuts to my bone The wind, this hollow breath of cold The wind, it cuts to my bone The wind, in winter's arms I feel at home I feel at home