In every quiet moment. In every little silence. Every small reminder where you find her. With every left light on. Let alone. Every little loving word said out of love. Going cold. Little by little I’m laid down. I can go wherever. Still the same. Every small reminder of a name. Any half measures. Any pleasures. Every new encounter that’s not her. Leaves you cold. Little by little I’m laid down. Some day you’re going to wake up. And think you went a day without. Going cold