It's cold as frost, and it's not the first time that I've visited this place
Come to me, come to me, come to me
We could carve this trail out on our own if it's easier to see
Come to me, come to me, come to me
Don't sigh, I've been working here for days
Just wanna lay my head down lately, let my thoughts turn to you
Just let me by, let me by, let me by
It's the cold that keeps me waiting, keeps me away from you
Just let me try, let me try, let me try
Can't flit across that moonlight haze
It's a strategy we both held out in the face of salacious embrace
I'll claim our little piece of land
We bundled all our heat into the ground
Stained in the colors of the clouds
Don't sigh, I've been working this for days
Just wanna lay my head down lately, let my thoughts turn to you
Just let me by, let me by, let me by
It's the cold that keeps me waiting, keeps me away from you
Just let me try, let me try, let me try
Have I been holding tight to stay inside cold and lonely?
Nothing by my side but the chances tossed away
Did you believe that I'd redeem?
I could build it up and let you come in too?
Just wanna lay my head down lately, let my thoughts turn to you
Just let me by, let me by, let me by
It's the cold that keeps me waiting, keeps me away from you
Just let me try, let me try, let me try
credits
from The Follow Through,
released February 9, 2015
Lyrics: Tim Kraack
Music and Arrangement: Tim Kraack
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