“An Eskimo showed me a movie he'd recently taken of you. The poor man could hardly stop shivering, his lips and his fingers were blue. I suppose that he froze when the wind took your clothes, and I guess he just never got warm. But you stand there so nice in your blizzard of ice, oh please let me com…”— Leonard Cohen, open.spotify.comTagged: Song Lyrics, Love Songs, Longing, Obsession