The Wendigo

Lost, snowed out and hungry
Years, here it all looks the same
I have dreams of that warmer place
And a feast for all in my name
Somebody asked me 'why?'
Why, I even care to try
They know all of my fears, and
There is no place to hide
Melt, out in the high noon
Burns, skies dead and black within
They hold lovers I once held so strong
And break, it’s snowing again
Somebody asked me why
Why, I even care to try
They know all of my fears, and
There is no place to hide
There is no shade in here…