The cold has a voice
It talks to me

Still-born by choice
And 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, my love
We shall meet, I know
I know

Where joy should reign
These skies restrain
Shadow your love
The voice trails off again

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

Feel the cold
Winter's calling at my home, yeah
Stay on these roads
We shall meet, I know

Stay on, my love
We will meet, I know

So stay on! I know!
Stay, my love
Stay on, we will meet
I know
I know!