Colder - Richard Marx

This is what I should have said
If I'd been a man about it
You might be in my arms by now.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
And as I contemplate the losing
The silence is up way too loud.

I can't sleep anymore
The words I never said keep turning over
I can't dream like before
And all I seem to be getting is colder.

Just like the T-shirt that you wore,
You were divine and full of madness
Not really like anyone.
In words too beautiful for words,
I constructed a soliloquy
That never seemed to reach my tongue.
Yeah, the air never even filled my lungs

I can't sleep anymore
The words I never said keep turning over
I can't dream like before
And all I seem to be getting is colder.

All I can think of is
My name on your lips.

I can't sleep anymore
The words I never said keep turning over
I can't dream like before
And all I seem to be getting is (all I seem to be getting is) colder.
Colder.