The cold has a voice
It talks to me
Still-born by choice
And 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 at my home, yeah
Stay on these roads
We shall meet, I know
Stay on, my love
We will meet, I know
So stay on! I know!
Stay, my love
Stay on, we will meet
I know
I know!