There's a Cold Shadow

There's a cold shadow,
and it follows me everywhere.
I sense it in my mind.
I see it in my dreams.
It's the image of a broken heart
that can never disappear,
though it may fade a little.
I feel its clenching fingers
grow tight around my soul,
and though I may forget it,
I know it'll be there when I'm old.

There's a breath of love
soaring through the air.
It flies too high for me to catch.
And time may swallow it
before I have a chance

to light a candle.

It's a seed,
and it's growing in the wind.
It's free,
though it's holding me captive.
I'm chained to it,
the love that almost was.

If you'd try to catch it for me,
if you'd take the chance,
while it holds us in its hands,
we could be free.

Jump into the wind for me.