Little imitation plastic wood girl
The wind is coming, wait
Time moved slowly on the island
Fail the dagger, fail the digger, on-puller

Of the white line, off
Nothing is a problem
The sound of you, like geese
The sound of you, ringing
Crystal do it in a flat bed
Shapes I never seen like these before
Cover the city tonight

Sleep, hey
Cold head
Blue come wrap around us
Who will take me home
Walking slow
Breathing upstairs and laughter
Rippling

Footsteps in grey
For listening
Dipped in black
Smiling
Descends the stairs
Winter walks in
The phone rings, I hesitate
The name, then answer
Can we come to see you later?
Do you feel the cold of winter?
Cutting steaming paper
It′s of you
Before the world wakes up
Do you feel the cold of winter?
Do you feel the cold of winter?
Do you feel the cold of winter?

Do you feel the cold of winter?
Do you feel the cold of winter?

Lying in black
Between the trees
Very, very blue
Left foot, try to stop
Walking through the wind
Cold knuckles
Slow browns and greys
Laughed poster face man
Selling Monday in the market
Winter streets dry as bones
Do you feel the cold?