Cold

House for sale Out in the cold but I don't want that house to be sold The cold didn't sting when you lived within It's warm electric glow soaking into my skin That house wasn't you but it was your place and someone new inside feels like desecrating your space I half thought when you left the house would go too like it was your body an extension of you It stands like a loyal dog shivering and alone Waiting for its long-lost owner to come home.