The cold has a voiceit talks to meStill-born by choiceand it airs no need to hold.Old man feels the coldohbabydon’t’cause I’ve been told:Stay on these roadswe shall meetI knowStay onmy lovewe shall meetI knowI know.Where joy should reignthese skies restrainShadow your love- the voice trails off againThe voice trails ofF again.Old man feels the coldohbabydon’t’cause I’ve been told:Stay on these roadswe shall meetI knowStay onmy loveyou feel so weakbe strong.Stay onstay onwe shall meetI knowI knowI knowmy loveI know.Feel the coldwinter’s calling on my homeyeah.Stay on these roadswe shall meetI knowStay onmy lovewe will meetI knowSo stay on! I know!Staymy lovestay onwe will meetI knowI know!