my nights are filled with a cold embrace
from someone else's familiar face
pasted onto the body i know
i'm searching
and hoping
for my skin-covered home
but it's never you,
not the one that i love
in my dreams i am doomed
to another's frigid touch
see, my subconscious knows
that in my heart,
i'm so cold
i see your face, hear your voice,
but cannot remember
how to hold