COLD COLD HEART

I tried so hard my dear to show that you're my every dream

Yet you're afraid each thing I do is just some evil scheme

Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart

And so my heart is paying now for things I didn't do

Why can't I free your doubtful mind, and melt your cold cold heart

There was a time when I believed that you belonged to me

"Cold, Cold Heart", Hank Williams, 1951.

XOXO