You're walking on these tired streets...
You're crumpling up and throwing away that letter that you left half-written...
You're whispering and singing that song that you loved a lot...
You're feeling cold in your hands that you're rubbing together...
If you cry,
I will cry
If you go quiet
I will go quiet
Time will take
Take your heart
If you go
I will stay
If you cry,
I will cry
If you go quiet
I will go quiet
Time will take
Take your hands
If you go,
I will stay
I am like melting ice in your hands