Oh winter You're looking kind of mean now You take away a lifetime And never pay it back

 

 

Oh night sky Remember when I walked out The rooms where I heard my thoughts And spilled them around in the darkness

 

 

And though I might sound like I never lived a good life

 

 

Oh please light this fire now And all the pretty things My living fortress is made of sand

 

 

Oh winter There's places that you can't find I wish that I was able to reach one And fear you no more

 

 

And though I might sound like I never lived a good life

 

 

Oh please light this fire now And all the pretty things My living fortress is made of sand

 

 

Oh please light this fire now And all the pretty things My living fortress is made of sand