With all new years passing gone 
Is time left to decide? 
Youthful choice is aging to responsibility's patience tried 
 
Your stall your retreat 
To the fortress of sleep 
clinging to words sharpened through the years of vicarious disma 
 
Can you feel the cold? 
Can you feel the cold? 
 
When the time comes to go 
No amount of fighting can suspend your foe 
Or make up for days lost in waste 
 
If today is the last voice heard 
Left my offering be of honesty confide 
infidelity's denied, and misconstrued pride 
 
Can you feel the cold? 
Can you feel the cold? 
 
Seasons change and thoughts deranged but doubts will never go 
Winter calls ambitions fall and waiting is all you know 
Nothing matters when dreams scatter trying to stand tall 
We all bow down to the falling snow