It's cold It's cold It's cold Through the walls, the end you feel it calling There's not so much about it you could do Out the window skies, oh skies are falling But the last thing you would want is something new It's cold It's cold It's cold It's cold Not sure, where we are But I can say that we're not far Bright lights, in my head They're turning, turning red And it's cold And it's cold And it's cold And it's cold Through the walls, the end you feel it calling There's not so much about it, you could do Out the window skies, oh skies are falling But the last thing you would want is something new It's cold It's cold It's cold It's cold It's cold