Dead of Winter
When the moon's at its lowest place in the sky
And the city around you is still
I come back to the place where we started it all
And wait for you, my love, I will
I would sacrifice the promise that I made before you took my hand
I would wander blind and hungry like a stranger in a stranger land
If my pleading don't surprise you and if nothing satisfies you
Then ragged alone I stand in the dead of winter
If I had the moon and the stars and more diamonds than I could spend
I'd betray them all for the brush of
your cheek, and betray them, darling, I will
I would justify the demon who's desire's running through my veins
I would crawl through the gutter just dragging that ball and chain
I would give up my possessions and all
of my discretions 'til nothing more remains
But the dead of winter
Gonna call the lawyer, call the teacher,
call the preacher, call the doctor said to take my pills
Gonna call the madman on the telly say we had our fill
I would sacrifice the promise that I made before you took my hand
I would wander blind and hungry like a stranger in a stranger land
If my pleading don't surprise you and if nothing satisfies you
Then ragged alone I stand in the dead of winter
And the city around you is still
I come back to the place where we started it all
And wait for you, my love, I will
I would sacrifice the promise that I made before you took my hand
I would wander blind and hungry like a stranger in a stranger land
If my pleading don't surprise you and if nothing satisfies you
Then ragged alone I stand in the dead of winter
If I had the moon and the stars and more diamonds than I could spend
I'd betray them all for the brush of
your cheek, and betray them, darling, I will
I would justify the demon who's desire's running through my veins
I would crawl through the gutter just dragging that ball and chain
I would give up my possessions and all
of my discretions 'til nothing more remains
But the dead of winter
Gonna call the lawyer, call the teacher,
call the preacher, call the doctor said to take my pills
Gonna call the madman on the telly say we had our fill
I would sacrifice the promise that I made before you took my hand
I would wander blind and hungry like a stranger in a stranger land
If my pleading don't surprise you and if nothing satisfies you
Then ragged alone I stand in the dead of winter
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Writer(s): Patrick Watson, Philip Barr, Andrew Barr, Murray Lightburn
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