You're back again
You roam the streets
And crack again
You're back again

You're travel-worn
Standing here in the town
Where you were born
It's not your home

The mirror sees you
So alone
Cold as stone
Yeah

You're not your own
You feel a chill
Go through your bones
You're not your own

There's something wrong
You call you doctor
On the phone
He's not at home

You leave a message
After the tone
"I'm cold as stone"

Emerald green neon lights above
Sapphire red falls on you below
Cold as stone

Emerald green neon lights above
Sapphire reds fall on you below

You're back again
You send a curse out
In to the night
You're back again

You're travel-worn
Standing here
In the town you were born
It's not your home

The mirror sees you
So alone
Cold as stone
Cold as stone

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Writer(s): PAL WAAKTAAR