Collar up, The cutting windnis blowing down the rivernKids begging O'Connell bridgenHow can they stand the cold?nnPeople stray from matineesnAll starry-eyed and in a dazenFrom paradise in the picturehousenThey spill out on the roadnnGot an empty feeling deep insidenHit me when we said goodbyennI can't find a thing to saynI wish to God, I could smilennThis love was like a hurricanenIt tore the top off everythingnFueled the fire and fanned the flamesnOh what a nice surpise!nnBut a silver cloud came drifting innA satin shroud it covered innI never found the secretsnthat were hidden in your eyesnnGot an empty feeling deep insidenHit me when we said goodbyennI can't find a thing to saynI wish to God, I could smilennI'm losing you...nI'm losing you...nI'm losing you...nI'm losing you...