In from the Cold

Every time I hear that lonesome whistle blow so far away
And echo all around this lonesome town
I think about my darlin' though she's far away
Can't wait until I'm comin' back around
Yeah I can't wait until I'm comin back around

Too many roads the cold wind blows I think of you
Reminds me your the only girl I know
Who makes the rain upon my shoulders cease to fall
And brings my tired feet in from the cold
Yeah she brings my tired feet in from the cold

In from the cold, in from the cold
My darlin' I'll hold, your memory like gold
You bring me in from the cold

Too many mornings wakin' up with the blues
Reminds me of a girl so far away
Shadows fallin and soon you'll hear me callin
I'm comin' home and in my arms you'll stay
Yeah I'm comin home and in my arms you'll stay

And when the cold wind on my tired eyes resigns
The highway signs and white lines foretold
Just a few more hours and I'll be at your door
And once again be comin' in from the cold
Yeah once again be comin' in from the cold

In from the cold, in from the cold
My darlin' I'll hold, your memory like gold
You bring me in from the cold

In from the cold, in from the cold
My darlin' I'll hold, your memory like gold
You bring me in from the cold



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Writer(s): Jesse Iaquinto
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