With the snow silence fell I could see my companion One with the dreary landscape The stark still spruce Brooding over the horizon Their dark broughs Twisting to form His unapproachable expression
Was it more then just The accumulation of many Cold Starkfield winters Or was it an idle hand Unable to deter the pain
As they peered through the window Looking down towards Corbury road And for all of that Waiting for one who would never come Perhaps it was the loneliness Though never alone Cold and devoid of emotion Her obstinate silence Subduing Ethan into His own solitary realm
Try and fetch that old elm You'll walk together againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
