My Heart, My Soul

I miss my heart, I miss my soul,
They were chased away by the coming cold.
All my tears and all my pain
All poured out in the coming rain.
I wish I could go to them, see them again,
But the path is frozen over again.
My mind is racing, my blood, it burns,
Flared with a passion that always churns.
I miss my heart, I miss my soul,
Left down in the heat by the coming cold.