The cold has a voice It talks to me Stillborn, by choice It airs no need To hold Old man feels the cold... Oh baby don't 'cause I've been told; Stay on these roads We shall meet, I know Stay on... my love We shall meet, I know I know Where joy should reigh these skies restrain `Shadow your love...' The voice trails off again Voice trails off again Old man feels the cold Oh baby don't 'cause I've been told Stay on these roads We shall meet, I know Stay on... my love You feel so weak, be strong Stay on, stay on We shall meet, I know I know I know, my love I know... Feel the cold... Winter's cold is holding on me Stay on these roads We shall meet, I know Stay on... my love We will meet, I know, so Stay on I know Stay with me Stay on We'll meet, I know, I know...