i'm freezing,bleeding away
inside
a telephone booth.

& oh,i'm left alone again
as the line goes
Dead.
this is the end,and

broken-hearted ,
i beat my way back up the
icy lane,
the love for you dissolving against my tongue.

i like to think the tears
have already washed you away.
but still
my heart can't help but hurt.

a.n: i love you belinda (my eyes can't help but pour.)