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
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...
Stay on these roads
We shall meet, I know
Stay on... my love
We will meet, I know, so stay on...