the wind at last has shifted 'round from the north it comes rushing in cutting deeply into my face and hands sending shivers along the surface of my skin
the temperature here is dropping fast snow and ice are beginning to fall you can feel it well up inside your bones cold enough to make me want to cry out:
I'm icebound crystal forms beginning to mass I tell you I'm icebound waiting for the storms to pass i need the warmth of seeing you again to finally start the beating of my heart
pavements encrusted in sheets of glass the winter holds me like a vice i have to watch my every step my feet so cold they cannot feel the ice
seems as if my senses have all been dulled snowflakes drift as they fill the sky they don't even melt when they touch my skin feeling so numb it makes me want to cry out:
I'm icebound crystal forms beginning to mass I tell you I'm icebound waiting for the storms to pass i need the warmth of seeing you again to finally start the beating of my heart
An old lyric of mine, still frozen after all these years.