when you are with me   I feel alone   a candle burning   against the sun      I try to pull away   to try and reclaim   my indentity   my own name      so cold   when you are near   if only we never?      an icicle in December   so cold, so cold      the plume or the feather   the promise or lie   the bramble or heather   the do or die      I am lost to you   but I am found where   the horizon meets the sky      I lived for you   but I am bound   to let those feelings die      so cold   you must be near      not to feel   anything   or just to feel   something at all      since you have gone away   I still feel the same   with no one to hurt   no one to blame      so cold   without you here   why didnt we ever?      an icicle in December   so cold, so cold