The cold the chill the right the will
To take a path of ice and fill
This loneliness of mine, a state to call divine
No snow to fall against the walls
Nothing at all to deck the halls
The lights are all I see
It means nothing to me

I don't want to wait for the night to blur by

'Tis the season
All the leaves fall and the lights will go up
But there's no reason for all of you to take the blankets from us
I'm cold and I don't want to believe
That this is all for nothing, the cold holds onto me

Bitter stings the face, you'd call it all a waste
But a purpose and a meaning lie right behind the gate
So what else could it be
I guess it's up to me
To find the truth and break the lies
We all deserve to see

I could close the door to give up, to try no more

'Tis the season
All the leaves fall and the lights will go up
But there's no reason for all of you to take the blankets from us
I'm cold and I don't want to believe
That this is all for nothing, the cold holds onto me
I could close the door to give up, to try no more
I don't want to wait for the night to blur by

'Tis the season
All the leaves fall and the lights will go up
But there's no reason for all of you to take the blankets from us
I'm cold and I don't want to believe
That this is all for nothing, the cold holds onto me