Winter Touch – A Bloody Canvas – letras

Thank you, I don’t want to rememberI’d rather not stay here in this New England winterThe snow melts on my face, the lukewarm embrace of summer staysLike sweat on my forehead, blurring my eyes, blurring my visionStinging like salt in the woundYou’re alone in your room deciding whether or not to face the weatherOr forget it all togetherSo drive through the storm and have the operationI can’t understand your slight hesitationBut we need this; we need this, so muchCut me out of your life, just cut me out nowIt was this time December of last year, we lay entwined in each others armsWell I wish I never had learned your name, to say it so painfully.