Barney (... and me)

Now it's getting colder my hands chilled to the bone I watch you breath and trace it's steps as it mingles with my own. The lake is almost frozen the gra*s is silver air the wind is high in the blue sky I wish that I could care. I recall when we were younger we shared the streets of home spoke of our dreams and soaring schemes and places we would go, if I stay much longer I'll never leave again, I have to move I cannot stay, believe the voice that tells me leave it all behind me, I know that I know that I am wrong, I'll never leave now it has been so long and now I'm getting older, I still can't find the words to empathise with what's inside, express the way I feel and now I'm getting older It's easier to hide, to run away day after day betray the voice that tells me leave it all behind me, I know that I know that I am wrong, I'll never leave now it has been so long