Winter is rolling around Snow lies on the ground it's cold and it's quiet in the fields Ghosts of cessation are there trying to haunt and to scare Just brave them, start something, don't yield Traveling stranger, you can stay for a night, or for a day, for a memory, or till May, it's a station on your way Stranger of frost, come inside Let's share a little warmth tonight and maybe a dream or light a fire Winter's pregnant with a spring While waiting we can sing Songs of old or of hearts' desire Winter stranger, you can stay for a night, or for a day, for a memory, or till May, it's a station on your way Maybe you'll stay till it's green I will not ask where you've been if it feels good and cosy it's all right But some day you will have to go in some other swirls of snow and travel on and wander through that white Winter lover, you can stay for a night, or for a day, for a memory, or till May, it's a station on your way |
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