The cold has a voice\r\nIt talks to me\r\nStillborn, by choice\r\nIt airs no need to hold\r\n\r\nOld man feels the cold...\r\nOh baby don\'t\r\n\'cause I\'ve been told\r\n\r\nStay on these roads\r\nWe shall meet, I know\r\nStay on...my love\r\nWe shall meet, I know\r\nI know\r\n\r\nWhere joy should reign\r\nThese skies restrain\r\n\'Shadow your love...\'\r\nThe voice trails off again\r\n\r\nOld man feels the cold \r\nOh baby don\'t\r\n\'cause I\'ve been told\r\n\r\nStay on these roads\r\nWe shall meet, I know\r\nStay on...my love\r\nYou feel so weak, be strong\r\nStay on, stay on\r\nWe shall meet, I know\r\nI know\r\nI know, my love, I know\r\n\r\nFeel the cold\r\nWinter\'s calling on my home