Cold Are A Liar's Eyes

Winding roads climbing up,
I leave footprints in the mud,
So we both can find our way,
Back home.

Gonna travel without stop,
I lost my backpack in a flood,
Now we both must find our way,
On our own.

Cold are a liar's eyes.
Smooth the way a feeling dies.
All her happy memories,
All her little victories;

She didn't do them for you.

Leaving early to go out,
Always seeking fresher thrills,
Now I have to find my way,
Back home.

Giving everything I got,
Seems harder every day.
Leaving traces of my sweat,
Keeping demons right at bay.

Cold are a liar's eyes.
Smooth the way a feeling dies,
All her happy memories,
All her little victories;

She didn't do them for you.