When things go wrong I look at the stars outside When somethings done You know you can't turn back time We lose each other Between the fire and the flame With nothing left to show Just the respect we gained When we get closer We get so far away We sit in the same room Staring out that same old window frame It's called cold silence Which makes the ice It's the final stare Which freezes both ends of our lives And I'm sure this makes us learn The cold cold silence Ruining us to soon It's called cold silence Ruining us to soon It's these moments in the air That put temptation sharp as a knife We reach into our hearts for words That will give us the strength to fight In the minds of each of us We hold the cards that make us believe Within each of us lies hope In the cold there is a key When we get closer We get so far away We sit in the same room Staring out that same old window frame It's called cold silence Which makes the ice It's the final stare Which freezes both ends of our lives And I'm sure this makes us learn The cold cold silence Ruining us to soon It's called cold silence Ruining us to soon It's called cold silence Ruining us to soon Music by/ Richard Johnstone (C)TrueNorth 2008 Lyrics by/ Michael J Peade (C) PEADESONGS 2008 All Rights Reserved.