Leaned over and told you something
that seems to have gone unheard.

Left me standing in the cold,
so I could find my own way. Without proper pace...

The rules have changed
and I can't believe I'm still amazed
at how life throws snow
just as I was feeling warm.

Still another night alone.
Just another story told.

To nobody who knows a thing about
who I am or what I've done
or just how long I've waited for
a truly understanding ear.

I fear I've already said too much.