Years have pa**ed since I've climbed up those warm stairs And Cohen's disposition remains clear in my mind I still look back and I ask my self 'did I cause a difference'? Or 'is the difference in me and Cohen was fine all along?' Dinner that night was much more than he could afford But he would care as if I was his child, his very son He was a realization, diamonds for my mind There's every sort and it's a privilege to know one so fine And if I could take myself back to the cold where the winter's a darker shade of gray Where fall is long gone and spring is farther, I would not take Cohen's stairs for granted Here am I, I'm at my home that is so far from home The upstate was so colorful in every way, in every day And the cold speaks pain, but it's a pain that I could not trade For my sweetest pain has brought me to who I am And if I could take myself back to the cold where the winter's a darker shade of gray Where fall is long gone and spring is farther, I would not take Cohen's stairs for granted Even when I feel I've given up, I have not failed, for I have braved one more ruthless fight And I've made my change through the warmth of Cohen's Stairs.