My bed is cold, and so am I, Well, I'm moving on, at least I'll try
My head is gone, to say the least, Well, I'm moving on, I'm moving on.
My friends are dead, or so I guess Well, I'm moving on, just like the rest
Well, the frost sets in, and it'll take me too, Well, I'm moving on, I'm moving on
Cause I'm tired, and I need a sleep, Cause I haven't slept in weeks, just thinking of you. And they've died, all my sheep
And I'm getting weak, without you here.
I said I like the cold, but not like this
I'm all alone, and the air is thick. You never like the snow, so it's no surprise
Well, I'm moving on. I'm moving on.
Cause not everything is what it claims to
Be, Or what it thinks it is, and I think I'm done.
And not everyone is who I think, I think, I know
And I don't know that much, but
I know I'm tired, and I need a sleep
Cause I haven't slept in weeks just thinking of you
And they've died, all my sheep And I'm getting weak, without you here
Cause I'm tired, and I need a sleep Cause I haven't slept in weeks, just thinking
Of you And they've died, all my sheep
And I'm getting kind of used to it, yeah, actually I think I'm fine