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.
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.