This is a very intimate ballad. With this song I wanted to capture the raw vulnerability of losing someone who was once the source of warmth and light, mirroring the sunless days and icy winds of the coldest season. It’s a parallel between the external cold and the internal freeze that follows heartbreak, with a melody that feels both delicate and devastating. Lyrics: You turned up like spring When I’d almost forgotten the warmth Hands open, eyes bright, Like you couldn't be asking for more You lit up my world, a spark in the blue, And I fell, fast and deep, Into the promise of you Then came silence, My hands went cold, I kept asking myself, “Where did you go?” Looking for signs, Hoping they'd show, And erase those fears That wouldn’t let me go... [Chorus] When I came undone, you weren’t with me You showed me the sun Before drowning me in a frozen sea You opened the door Just to shut it again Now I'm here, cold and shaky, Holding on to things You'll never say We drove to the coast, Where the waves held secrets untold, Hands tangled, feet warm Like we’d finally broken the curse You gave me a glimpse, relit the dark, And I fell, fast and hard, Into the pull of your heart. Then distance once more, My hopes frozen up, I kept asking myself, “Why did you come back?” Searching for light, but the chill only grows, As I’m left with the shadows Of what I’ll never know... [chorus] When I came undone, you weren’t with me You showed me the sun Before drowning me in a frozen sea You opened the door Just to shut it again Now I'm here, cold and shaky, Holding on to things You'll never say Nothing more than a spring day, Maybe I was only a place to hide. But why show me the world through your eyes To then throw me in the haze, behind a wall of ice? [chorus] When I came undone, you weren’t with me You showed me the sun Before drowning me in a frozen sea You opened the door Just to shut it again Now I'm here, cold and shaky, Holding on to things You'll never say So here I am, piecing myself back together, Letting the cold settle in, learning to live with it. But if you ever wonder who still remembers, Know it’s me, holding on to the warmth of a lie.more