It was like a cold winter through the snow
Even smallest twings in ice were enveloped
The sermon of the reverend was truly magnificent
I did nothing but cry
I did nothing but cry
I did nothing but cry
I did nothing but cry
Was like a cold winter through the storm
And even the smallest things in what I swore were all gone
The sermon of the reverend had truly heal my need for sun
I did nothing but cry
I did nothing but cry
I did nothing but cry
As our life was only a dinner
As our life was only a dinner
As our life was only a dinner