Barney (...and Me)

Now it's getting colder
 my hands chilled to the bone
 I watch you breath and trace
 it's steps as it mingles with my
 own. The lake is almost frozen
 the grass is silver air
 the wind is high in the blue sky
 I wish that I could care.
 I recall when we were younger
 we shared the streets of home
 spoke of our dreams and soaring
 schemes and places we would
 go, if I stay much longer
 I'll never leave again, I have to
 move I cannot stay, believe the
 voice that tells me leave it all
 behind me, I know that I know
 that I am wrong, I'll never leave
 now it has been so long
 and now I'm getting older, I still
 can't find the words to empathise
 with what's inside, express the way
 I feel and now I'm getting older
 It's easier to hide, to run away
 day after day betray the voice that tells me leave it all behind me, I
 know that I know that I am wrong, I'll
 never leave now it has been so long