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 told
Stay on these roads
We shall meet, I know
Stay on...my love
We shall meet, I know
I know
Where joy should reign
These skies restrain
Shadow your love...
The voice trails off again
Old man feels the cold
Oh baby don t
cause I ve been told
Stay 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 know
Feel the cold
Winter s calling on my home..
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