It's cold outside
I'm all alone
The wind is blowing hard out to sea
Is it warm outside
I want to know
Looking up to the sky I see a Christmas tree

Before you said goodbye
Did you think I'd be the last to know
I'm going on a trip without a course
Is there something that I'll run into
On my own

Your dark brown eyes
They could see it all
The pain inside that nearly made me fall
The dark brown leaves
In the fall of life
Winter days are slowly moving on

Before we say our last goodbye
Don't you think that we should let our love go
I'm going on a trip without a course
Is there something that you're running from
On your own

The wind is blowing hard out to sea
Before we say our last goodbye
Don't you think that we should let our love go
I'm going on a trip without a course
Is there something that you're running from