Cold Hands (In July) Paroles

I wanted this to be something sweeter than anything ever bestowed upon your lungs.

This is my heart.
This is my song.
This is my heart spilled on you.

Again alone I weep over this nothing that stands alone... plaguing mass hysteria within my heart and my soul.
With cold hands- I melt in July.

This is my song.
This is my heart.
This is my song to you

One more time the things that I fall for leave me buried and breathless.
Gasping for air...
Waiting for my biggest fan to bring me back to life.
Waiting for you to come home to me.
One last time...

But now you run away with my heart. And all my words were gone
you took them all with you
And all my heart is gone
you took it all with you
And all my heart was gone away.
You took it so far with you again.
I know it sounds contrived, but I WANT TO MISS YOU MORE...
The angel running without somebody...
And even your biggest fan wont save you now!!!
And now my heart is gone
you are gone away
now my heart is GONE!