Windowsills

I'm losing grip of myself on this road I'm walking through the dark in the cold Struggling to think of what to say when I'm done listening Legs can't stop trembling, I try to ease the shivering But I'm melting on windowsills Melting on windowsills Does this mean as much to you, as it does to me I have a feeling I'm alone in this reality Does this mean as much to you, as it does to me I have a feeling I'm alone in this reality Does this mean as much to you, as it does to me I have a feeling I'm alone in this reality Does this mean as much to you, as it does to me I have a feeling I'm alone in this reality