The wind is cold tonight Or so I am told I don't really know And as I k** my light There's nothing left to show How does that blow at you? And if I change Am I denying what was said? If I remain the same Am I creating greater problems instead? Do you ever think you're being thought about? (do you ever think) Do you still believe we need to sort things out? (do you still believe) Does it matter now, all those things we said? (does it matter now) I want to know, can I still creep into your bed at night And leave your head alone