Seems like it’s days since I held your face in my hands - at least I can get on with what’s seen as life…

A taste in my mouth, a blur in my head, remembering what you were like in bed.

Now, you’re frozen in time.

Washing the stains from my clothes - it happens every day.

But nothing can remove the frozen look on your face…

My memory falters as I look at my reflection - a blizzard or secrets fuelled by my affection, now you’re frozen.

You are frozen in time…

But no one knows.

Sliding into your new skin, I wonder what grows within.

There’s something dirty about you, everyone wants you - oh, it’s just like old times.

Seems so long ago from when you began - everything in your life so ‘spick and span’

Now, you’re frozen - you are chosen, you’re mine.

You’re mine…

Words and music: Simon York

© 2011 SDBsongs

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