Out in the Cold 歌词

We were fumbling for words on that strange desperate night My brain turned to sand when your hair caught the light I laughed so hard a little too much Then we dropped off the edge with only a touch Now I am out in the cold without you Now I am out in the cold without you, without you I was under some spell and I'm hung over now on these treacherous curves where I lost you somehow Was it a dream? Was I such a fool? I was your saint, so bitter, so cruel Now I am out in the cold without you Now I am out in the cold without you, without you (and I'm looking for some grace to pull me through) No, I won't go back to that false promise land where I was nailed to the sky and you got blood on your hands but I love you still if that's what it is I'm left with the chill from the last dying kiss