Typed by fjonkman@hotmail.com
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 these roads
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
Winter's calling at my home
stay on these roads