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