I always listened to the same sad song in the wintertime when I drive home Then her and I'd sit on her couch where we used to dream of falling in love And all this time I thought that she had killed me And all these years I spent in the graveyard weeping But I feel blood pouring through these veins after all And I feel blood washing through these stains after all And I am coming to life I spent a thousand lone cold nights thinking I would gladly hurt if I could feel I spent a thousand empty days just looking for a girl to make me real And all this time your face was all around me And all those loving arms that held me so close And I feel blood pouring through these veins after all And I feel blood washing through these stains after all And I am coming to life All I taste and all I feel all I found is you is real and right and I am coming to life You are the breath I breathe You hold me to belief You died so I could be alive and free from me and I am coming to life I used to listen to the same sad song in the wintertime when I drive home Then her and I'd sit on her couch where we used to dream of falling in love
