The cold of the night makes your heart race.
You can even feel the pulse.
But no one will save.
No one to scream or hear you sing.
That song that would make you jump.
Just stay alive
Until the fog is gone.

Even frogs see your face
Looking for something good
Whisper something to someone
You're lost in your own dream
Could have enjoyed something new
Close your eyes
And lose what's good