I watch you pacing and counting your steps as you go There is a feeling of a storm coming from the north From miles away Here comes the cold These frozen hands Won't let you go I see you shaking and shivering, worried of the worst to come By now you're gripping and holding on, so you won't come undone From miles away, yeah Here comes the cold These frozen hands Won't let you go You can't escape from what scares you the most The satisfaction of knowing what to toss away or to hold close Why is it so hard to say "hold me" Why is it so hard to say "I need you to hold me" I'm still shaking off the cold From miles away, yeah Here comes the cold These frozen hands Won't let you go Hold me I'm still shaking off the cold Shaking off the cold