6/4/98
the chill you give
is it cold in here?
or is it just me?
did you find the chill?
move, i want to see
where is the open window
find it and close it now
odd how it's warm outside
get rid of the chill, tell me how
hello? where are you?
i can't hear your siren anymore
i used to listen all the time
everyday before
i find you here, cold and lifeless
hair from your eyes, strand by strand
i reach out to touch your lips
but you end up burning my hand
gone for good i guess you are
if i had it my way, you'd stay
i'm not the person playing the game
this chill comes from where you lay
back to proof
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