They say it's cold outside,
That the wind cuts like a knife.
Is it possible they lied?

I can't feel it.

They say its warm inside,
That home's where the heart
abides.
Am I frozen in time?

I can't feel it.

The moon shines cold in the sky,
Jack Frost takes autumn as his bride.
But the cold outside is still warmer than the cold inside~

Am iIbreaking?
Am I breaking?