It's hard to find the glow when you're walking in Blue Snow and it doesn't matter what you sow because nothing ever seems to grow here and all the stones you used to throw my friends keeps for spare eyes and every wind that blows is just a vessel for your lies
Your whispers said I'll always be warm and that love this strong will never be torn your loving arms will never let go and then you just leave me to die in your snow
You're an old rag doll, and stinking of alcohol you got no place to fall and noone to call out to But you'll get home soon, by the light of the moon keep singing your tune and they will listen