You bring the morning to my cell.
You let the light fall on my face.
You ask me if I rested well,
Then set the cup back in its place.
You say the world can wait outside.
You say I need a little peace.
But any door you open wide
Comes with a price for my release.
You offer me a softer night.
A chance to hold him close once more.
Then ask for names beneath the light:
One name, and you unlock the door.
What's the price of warmth?
What will I have to pay?
If all this kindness buys a name,
Then take your hand away.
What's the price of warmth?
You keep it out of sight.
You cannot make a lie feel right
By calling darkness light.
You send a friend I've never known.
She knows the life I had before.
She tells me I am not alone.
Her eyes keep asking me for more.
The words are soft, the meaning clear.
There is a life behind each name.
You may have learned to sound sincere,
But I have learned to do the same.
You offer me a softer night.
A chance to hold him close once more.
Then ask for names beneath the light:
One name, and you unlock the door.
What's the price of warmth?
What will I have to pay?
If all this kindness buys a name,
Then take your hand away.
What's the price of warmth?
You keep it out of sight.
You cannot make a lie feel right
By calling darkness light.
A stranger warms my shaking hands.
He sits in silence next to me.
No questions. He just understands.
And for a breath, my heart is free.
What's the price of warmth?
What will I have to pay?
If all this kindness buys a name,
Then take your hand away.
What's the price of warmth?
You keep it out of sight.
You cannot make a lie feel right
By calling darkness light.
You name the price. I see it now.
You will not teach my heart to bow.