Winds IV: Colder and Colder

When will we know?
How will we show it?
Let it be
Tragically, magically
Who could ever predict this would happen to me?
How will we grow?
How will we go?
And how the fucking winds blow
How we know
When our lives start to feel so much
Colder and colder



Credits
Writer(s): Fat Sunny Dyce
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link