It's true there were good days
But then there were bad years
Could have died from exposure
In the atmosphere she left me in

Love left a hell in-between these two temples
Still scraping my blood from the inside of these walls
Never felt like there was ever any real help to cry out for
So please let me in and show me, something a little warmer

I've been cold and afraid of getting old
Without something a little rawer, something real
To remind me how to feel real love
I see ashes of us weaving into the ice wind

Almost alive in the way that they're dancing
Finally in harmony
Love left a hell in-between these two temples
I'm still scraping my blood from the inside of these walls

Never felt like there was ever any real help to cry out for
So please let me in and show me, something a little warmer
I've been cold and afraid of getting old
Without something a little rawer, something real

To remind me how to feel real
Love let my heart rest in good hands
Love let my heart rest in good hands
Something a little warmer

I've been cold and afraid of getting old
Without something a little rawer
Something real, to remind me how to feel
To feel real love (real love)

To remind me how to feel real love