Текст: Whatever It Takes. A Fistful Of Revolution. Cold Of Winter.

I've seen these pages turn
And said I knew it from the start
That your face changes with the seasons leaves

With the cold of winter dripping from your nose
You threw it away as cold as the air when you said

"I don't think I should stay
It's far too warm
The leaves are still bearing green
And I can't keep
My ice heart"

So seasons pass and change
But I still lie awake on cold fall days
When the months become years
And the years still bring tears that freeze up
On your face

I split your ribs and with the warmth of mine
Melt your ice heart...