Artist: screaming trees
Song: winter song
Jesus knockin' on my door
Late last night, early this mornin'
Window glass, rusted and weary
I went straight through didn't hear no warnin'
Just a roll of the dice and a precious vice
To bring you 'round, it's easier
When I'm wastin' my time and I'm losin' my mind
Oh my mind
Tryin' to wait for the sky to fall
It's kind of hard not to see it all
Whisper a song of winter in your heart
Dead end street, just out my back door
I heard what's seen, a young girl laughin'
Now raindrops fall away like souls
I wondered if she ever heard mine dyin'
Just a roll of the dice and a precious vice
To bring you 'round, it's easier
When I'm wastin' my time and I'm losin' my mind
Oh my mind
Tryin' to wait for the sky to fall
It's kind of hard not to see it all
Whisper a song of winter in your heart
Tryin' to wait for the sky to fall
It's kind of hard not to see it all
Whisper a song of winter in your heart
Jesus knockin' on my door
One last time and early this mornin'
