The cold has a voice
It talks to me
Stillborn, by choice
It airs no need to hold
Old man feels the cold...
Oh baby don't
'cause I've been toldStay on these roads
We shall meet, I know
Stay on...my love
We shall meet, I know
I knowWhere joy should reign
These skies restrain
'Shadow your love...'
The voice trails off againOld man feels the cold
Oh baby don't
'cause I've been toldStay on these roads
We shall meet, I know
Stay on...my love
You feel so weak, be strong
Stay on, stay on
We shall meet, I know
I know
I know, my love, I knowFeel the cold
Winter's calling on my home. |
