I had a place at your side
I used to be there by your side
Now I can't handle this great divide
The separation of our souls
What is cold was once burning coals
Your gentle touch your harsh claws
I endured it all to be held in your paws
Your strict discipline it was all divine
I still wish you could say "your mine"
I'm lost I'm confused
My mind is left battered and bruised
Because out in the cold it is lonely
If I could still serve you if only if only