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 The voice trails off again
( * , ** )
(feels the cold)
Winter's gone, I'm on my own
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