The wind is cold tonight, 
or so I am told. 
I don't really know.
And as I kill my light,
There's nothing left to show
How does that blow in 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 still believe we need to sort things out?
Does it matter now, all those things we said?
I want to know can I still creep into your bed at night and leave your head alone.

Well, The wind is cold tonight,
or so I am told
I don't really know, no, no.
And as I kill my light,
There's nothing left to show
How does that blow in 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 still believe we need to sort things out?
Does it matter now, all those things we said?
I want to know can I still creep into your bed at night and leave your head alone