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 join 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