When the Sun`ll be rolling over hills They will be standing there with no regrets When the rain will fill the cup of our will They will be hiding like a desert cats While seeds of pain be growing thru our veins They will sing and dance to greater sky And blood shall cover stones of red gates When they will hear just lonely lullaby
And when we`re broken when we`re walking alone They sure will find us and will give us a touch We`ll still be fighting with ghosts of а rose Or with a puppets of the great match They will receive our letters, give us some help They will be smiling and will speak to hearts The`ll cure our weaknesses, our blood, and our brains And give us place for newest life to start
They will tell us the truth, tell me the truth And no one see their tears falling No one hear they`re weeping No one knows the pain that`s falling To their hearts of winter
Heart of winter tells me something Only little thing I really should know When the end will come to ending Will I still be able to get roll Will the place that I desire More then city I have ever known Will still be free from sword and fire Or will it dry like an old waterfall
Tell me the truth, tell me the truth And no one see my tears falling No one hear me weeping No one knows the pain that`s falling To my heart of winter