I came back through the winter
With my cold hands at your door, boots full of water, couldn't run anymore.
I had ash on my shoulders
From the bridges that
I burned.
But
I still kept your whisper
In the places that
I turned.
With my cold hands at your door, boots full of water, couldn't run anymore.
I had ash on my shoulders
From the bridges that
I burned.
But
I still kept your whisper
In the places that
I turned.