Текст песни Tara MacLean - In The Wings
Tara MacLean - In The Wings слова песни
Theres a frost in the airSummer doesnt want to playTheyve taken down the fairAnd the leaves have all blown awayThey say everything must dieFor a new life to beginIn the seasons of our loveI feel the winter setting inThrough this bitter, bitter cold I thought Id alwaysHave you to hold me through the stormAnd keep me warm through this bitter, bitter coldThe sun has kissed your faceYour tears in my hairYou say its time to go my friendYou feel it in the airAnd like the moon upon the waterGives diamonds to the seaI pray that when the snow is goneYoull return to meThrough this bitter, bitter cold I thought Id alwaysHave you to hold me through the stormAnd keep me warm through this bitter, bitter coldAnd if there is such a thingAs winter in the springThen Ill make angelsAnd Ill see you in the wingsOf this bitter, bitter cold...