These are sites that I haven't seen, 

haven't been to, 

makes me happy in the winter, 

in the winter, frozen over 



A year old swan is left behind, by the others, broken wing 

She is wounded, gonna die 

She know she's gonna die 



The year old swan isn't scared of me, 

I sit beside her, she's looking at me 

Miss her mother, miss the others, rests her head in my lap, 

Isn't God heard 

Rests her head in my lap

And then the day awakes 

Behind the mountain it breaks 

Wake up everyone! 

Look what I found; a dead swan 



God it's quiet here 

Would like an aeroplane to fly by 

Tempted to scream 

Spirit lives in the great sky 



Around Christmas time 

One great swan is going down 

On the frozen lake 

God it's quiet, make a sound! 



Then she closed her eyes 

For the last time, goodbye 

Lost you to it 

Spirit rests in the great sky