These are sites that I haven't seen,

haven't been to,

makes me happy in the winter,

in the winter, frozen over



A year old swan is left behind, by the others, broken wing

She is wounded, gonna die

She know she's gonna die



The year old swan isn't scared of me,

I sit beside her, she's looking at me

Miss her mother, miss the others, rests her head in my lap,

Isn't God heard

Rests her head in my lap

And then the day awakes

Behind the mountain it breaks

Wake up everyone!

Look what I found; a dead swan



God it's quiet here

Would like an aeroplane to fly by

Tempted to scream

Spirit lives in the great sky



Around Christmas time

One great swan is going down

On the frozen lake

God it's quiet, make a sound!



Then she closed her eyes

For the last time, goodbye

Lost you to it

Spirit rests in the great sky