Winter falls and out of fuel we hide inside our shell
no excuse or advice, it's just the way we feel
We will stumble through our days
i will read you happy tales
i will catch you if you fall
No surprise to wrap around my iron safety belt
maybe we can try some more, yes, i think we really can
We will stumble through our days
i will read you happy tales
i will catch you if you fall
it's all wrong
Winter falls and out of fuel we hide inside ourselves
and never come back out again