The sun makes me squint my eye
There are times I don't wanna see the light
The cold makes me clutch my arms
You've held my eyes in your cold gaze

We could walk over the streets in the rain
The steps look like a painting of *******
Colorful but bleak, full of pain
The glaze of the puddles shine on the night

The dandelions in the field make me sniffle
There are times I don't wanna see the light
The cold makes me clutch my arms
You've held my eyes in cold gaze