I cut down that withered peach tree Just like you asked me to And I hacked it into pieces Set it on fire with your face in plain view
At the near window where you stood Watching me split the wood I will do as I am told I will keep away the cold
The fire pit in the snow Gave off a rich, bright, orange-red glow A familiar scent rose up into the air And I remembered something special from a long time ago
You opened up the door Stepped away from the killing floor Your footprint on the snow is fresh and new When you touched me I felt fire coming through
I will do as I am told I will keep away the cold I will do as I am told I will keep away the coldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
