Cold feet touch the ground,
they're lifted up as I sit.
But they were colder than ice,
somehow that's how it was.
Maybe it's just skin-cold,
or it could have been more.

Your absence took the sun away.
It took your warmth to melt the winter to summer,
but now I've been living every day in your absence.
I've lost the one I need the most.

It's been quiet, oh silent,
these lonely nights spent remembering
how we were, and how we used to be—
it's so distant by now.

And if I could walk backwards,
I'd walk into the past and change the things
that pulled us away from each other.

If you'd come back to me again,
I'd keep a distance, because the one who has hurt you

was me.