Testo Crushing

Everyday, I wake up, before the sun comes up. Watch the moon, in the sky. I watch you sleeoing at my side. And I feel the darkness is inside, yeah I feel the darkness is inside... Now the wind comes again, banging on my window pane. I jump up, push it back, jam a matchbook into the crack. But I feel the coldness is inside,and I feel the coldness that's inside But you, you could've pulled me tight, you could've stopped the night from crushing in. You could've warmed my soul, you could've stoppt the night from crushing in yeah! Comes at last, morning light illuminates my losing fight, when the ache grows too much , there is a numbless in my touch. And I feel the deadness is inside, I embrace the deadness that's inside. But you, you could've pulled me tight, you could've stopped the night from crushing me. You could've warmed my soul, you could've kept the cold from crushing me....