MY COLD HEART IS MELTED NOW WRITER HANK WILLIAMS My cold, cold heart is melted now I seek for peace but don't know how I go to bed but only weep My cold, cold heart won't let me sleep Your lonesome voice that seems to say Your cold, cold heart will pay and pay My tears pour down like falling rain Through restless sleep I call your name Perhaps someday beyond the blue We'll meet sweetheart and live anew Where cold, cold hearts can't enter in We'll laugh and love, sweetheart, again