Tytuł: Coldest night of the year

• Wykonawca: Bruce Cockburn
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I was up all night, socializing
   Trying to keep the latent depression from crystalizing
   Now the sun is lurking just behind the Scarborough horizon
  
   And you're not even here
   On the coldest night of the year.
  
   I took in Yonge Street at a glance
   Heard the punkers playing
   Watched the bikers dance
   Everybody wishing they could go to the south of France
  
   And you're not even here
   On the coldest night of the year.
  
   Hey look at me now
   See the shape I'm in
   It's taken me so long to catch on to what's going on
   Inside this skin
   When two lovers really love there's nothing there
   But this suddenly compact universe
   Skin and breath and hair
  
   I watched the all night TV show
   In the all night bar
   I drove all the people home
   I was the one with the car
  
   Now I'm sitting here alone and sleepless
   and wondering where you are
   And wishing you were here
   On the coldest night of the year.
  
   (repeat)