The footprints over the snow

The fabric of all the lonely

C-Covering only

The fables and hands

The rest is out in the cold

Holding the last of the season

F-F-F freezin' Yeah



My my my heart like a kick drum

My my heart like a kick drum

My my heart like a kick drum

My love like a voice.



We're walkin' in to the fields.

We're walkin in to the forest.

The moon is before us.

Up above

We're holdin' hands in the rain

S-sayin' words like I love you

D-d-d'you love me? Yeah



My my heart like a kick drum

My my heart like a kick drum

My my heart like a kick drum

My my love like a voice



Mother Mary heard us approaching her door

Although we didn't make a sound.



There's nothing like finding gold

Within the rocks hard and cold

I'm so surprised to find more

Always surprised to find more



I won't look back anymore

I left the people that do

It's not the chase that I love

It's me following you. 



The footprints over the snow

The fabric of all the lonely

C-Covering only
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