• My heart grows cold with winters chill,
    There in lies a question,
    What has frozen my love for you,
    Did i burn you too much for you to hold me now,
    Was I not strong enough to handle you wrath,
    There in lies a question,
    Was i not everything to you once,
    Did I ask to much of us,
    Here i stand before you and say I am not wrong,
    For wanting all that is your heart and soul,
    Am i wrong to want you so,
    There in lies the question,
    You asked once if i would die for love,
    I would have sold my soul just to taste loves undying grace,
    The darkness of its fury,
    And the blinding light that is its glory,
    But there in lies the question,
    Did i know love with you,
    Before we fell from grace into the unending pit the is our friendship,
    Was I not all you wanted,
    Or was all you thought you needed,
    There in lies the question,
    Where do I turn now that you are just my friend,
    With whom do i speak when I need shelter from the cold od winters chill,
    Not you anymore,
    Where do i go to fine myself in someones eyes,
    There in lies the Question.