I feel the heat below but I can't get there alone.
Though I once loved the snow, unique pieces to hold, I now find, after these dreams or memories or deja vu, or so it seems, my real feelings were known.
After that crash I thought about you and wished that you were me.
I feel the heat below through several feet of snow but I feel these fears are frozen, so we'll deal another day.
I feel the heat below but I'm still here alone.
Remember how we felt some years ago, when you were there to hold?
Your warmth kept me alive inside this broken ride until the sunrise, when I'm free to care for me again.
I feel the heat below through several feet of snow but I feel these fears are frozen, so we'll deal another day.
We're still on the road after several years aglow, but I fear these wheels are broken and our fears have been unfrozen.
The nightmare starts to flow. I'm locked in here alone.
But it's still in gear, a token of this will, unbroken