
From the recording Minimalist
music and lyrics Sophia Clark
piano and vocals Sophia Clark
co-produced with Juhan Puhm of Barrie, Ontario
What is this shadow on my heart that I have such trouble to face
The other lovers, they laugh at my slow pace
But I have far more scar tissue in place
I hear his footstep’s slow approach
I turn to smile, don’t do that
The cold wind’s blowing, he’s put on his soft green hat
Cold wind blowing blowing
Somehow knowing knowing
Cold wind blowing on my heart
Somewhere deep dark down down deep inside
Somewhere deep dark down beneath the ice
This frozen bench makes me feel numb
Makes me feel numb, am I someone who loves
Oh those damn first words
Oh those damn first words
Oh those damn first words
They never come
So please feel free to dig me out
Call nine one one, give mouth to mouth
For if it seems that I am not breathing
It’s because I cannot hear your heart beating
I’m breaking down I’m glittering
I’m shards of glass I’m shivering
I’m beginning to be, someone who loves
Oh there’s hope, Oh don’t you know
I’m just a little bit slow
The snow around us looks like pages
I could write on it for ages
And I would walk on it with you
And if our footsteps melt, well what can we do
I’m breaking down I’m glittering
I’m shards of glass I’m shivering
I’m beginning to be, someone who loves
What is this shadow on my heart that I have such trouble to face
Well even shadows can be put in place