I always listened to the same sad song in the wintertime when I drive home

Then her and Id sit on her couch where we used to dream of falling in love

And all this time I thought that she had killed me

And all these years I spent in the graveyard weeping

But I feel blood pouring through these veins after all

And I feel blood washing through these stains after all

And I am coming to life

I spent a thousand lone cold nights thinking I would gladly hurt if I could feel

I spent a thousand empty days just looking for a girl to make me real

And all this time your face was all around me

And all those loving arms that held me so close

And I feel blood pouring through these veins after all

And I feel blood washing through these stains after all

And I am coming to life

All I taste and all I feel all I found is you is real and right and I am coming to life

You are the breath I breathe You hold me to belief

You died so I could be alive and free from me and I am coming to life

I used to listen to the same sad song in the wintertime when I drive home

Then her and Id sit on her couch where we used to dream of falling in love