The darkness is creeping in
And the world is a place to hide
I'm on my knees in the cool winter breeze
And I think of you
And I have tried and I have won
And I have done so many things
We'll sit and smile and stand for a while
And I have done so many things
The soil breaks your fall
As you come crashing down
Like you've done a thousand times before
Your smell's still rich on my nose
As you tore back my cheap clothes
And I have tried and I have won
And I have lost so many things
And we sit and smile and stand for a while
And I have lost so many things
And I still hear your voice, in my house, in my room
You're calling, you're ten feet falling down
Soil will break your fall
Like it's done a thousand times before
And I still think of you when the night gets cold
When it's cold
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The darkness is creeping in
And the world is a place to hide
I'm on my knees in the cool winter breeze
And I think of you
And I have tried and I have won
And I have done so many things
We'll sit and smile and stand for a while
And I have done so many things
The soil breaks your fall
As you come crashing down
Like you've done a thousand times before
Your smell's still rich on my nose
As you tore back my cheap clothes
And I have tried and I have won
And I have lost so many things
And we sit and smile and stand for a while
And I have lost so many things
And I still hear your voice, in my house, in my room
You're calling, you're ten feet falling down
Soil will break your fall
Like it's done a thousand times before
And I still think of you when the night gets cold
When it's cold
And the world is a place to hide
I'm on my knees in the cool winter breeze
And I think of you
And I have tried and I have won
And I have done so many things
We'll sit and smile and stand for a while
And I have done so many things
The soil breaks your fall
As you come crashing down
Like you've done a thousand times before
Your smell's still rich on my nose
As you tore back my cheap clothes
And I have tried and I have won
And I have lost so many things
And we sit and smile and stand for a while
And I have lost so many things
And I still hear your voice, in my house, in my room
You're calling, you're ten feet falling down
Soil will break your fall
Like it's done a thousand times before
And I still think of you when the night gets cold
When it's cold
Writer: LAWRENCE BRIAN GREENWOOD
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group