Dead Winter Ways
Winter, winter...Can you tell with your silver breath?River, river...Stays asleep in his frozen bedYonder, yonder...Lies the moor dressed in a shroud in whiteShelter, shelter...Rescue me from desolations sight
Winter, winter...Can you tell with your silver breath?River, river...Stays asleep in his frozen bedYonder, yonder...Lies the moor dressed in a shroud in whiteShelter, shelter...Rescue me from desolations sight