Title: On Ice (Verse 1) On the outdoor rink, the cold wind bites, blades carve silver beneath Christmas lights. Laughter drifts from windows warm and gold, I fold my silence tight against the cold. (Verse 2) Snow drifts slow on my hood and hair, the night hums softly; no one knows I’m there. Each circle I cut in the ice a quiet refrain, for lovers left behind, for moments I can’t reclaim. (Chorus 1) I wish I could vanish with the wind, leave the echoes of cheer behind. Skate through the ache I carry within, let the cold trace the edges of my spine. (Verse 3) Streetlamps shimmer like frozen stars, casting long shadows—strangers and ours. I trace the edges of longing and frost, counting the warmth I’ve already lost. (Verse 4) I walk home through streets hushed and narrow, yesterday’s takeout waits on the counter. I eat in silence, the night at my back, listening to the soft purr of your old cat. (Chorus 2 – modified) I wish I could glide on top of the wind, let the laughter fade, just out of reach. Skate through the ache that lingers within, let the cold take the memories I keep. (Verse 5 – spoken) It’s late, the stars are watching me, I can hear the choir warming their voices. I’ve turned from hands that reached for me, Hark, the herald angels sing. (Outro – echo, harmony, fade) I wish I could vanish, leave the echoes behind. Skate through the ache, let the cold move through me.