Stay On These Roads

Stay On These Roads
The cold has a voice
It talks to me
Stillborn by choice
And it has 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
Shadows 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 gone, I'm on my own
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
Love I know.
'The cold has a voice that speaks to the soul, a haunting melody of loneliness and longing. It whispers of choices made and paths taken, leading to a place where old man feels the chill of the world around him....