Ice cold like the winters wind
your words burn and scar my skin
They say time heals all
But time is an idea if I recall
So what chance do I stand
Im just a man
Holding my ground with my heart in my hand
Dig my toes deep in the sand
Wondering if this was part of your plan
Do I lose or so I do I win?
A battle I put myself in
I have to let go
Of what ifs
And maybe so’s
Only then can I let myself grow