It's so cold in here...

It’s so cold in here (Click to hear instrumental.)

It seems that I'm pissing my life away,
dreaming dreams ostentatiously,
when I know,
that they'll never come true,
but I hope that love can find me,
sailing in this sea of sad, sad notes.

I have been hiding-out for so long,
behind these masks of smiles,
when frowns are the song...
the nonconformist,
strong in opinion,
I'm always in the wrong.

But maybe...
by a sprig of chance,
love is blind,
sees not with sight,
but with the touch of his hands,
with the touch of his hands.

Yes I hope it's in the blind man's touch,
hope it's in his caress
Cause...

It's so dark in here,
hope he can find me...
It's so cold in he,
yes, cold in here,
Can I borrow your coat?