Chris Turner - Wintertime lyrics

rate me

Our hopes are falling down,

like the new..on the heartiest ground.

Our dreams are mixed up like

the pride as sleeves on the bare streets.

And it's wintertime

and the days grow short.

Once we were right the waves.

Across the beach, until the ship,

How far did we believe

The only sky would end that sea.

And it's wintertime

and the days grow short.

The air string it's so far

you wonder what the fire was far.

I hold you from the cope,

you tell me a story you already talk.

And it's wintertime

and the days grow short.

Now I took her in a time

and the days grow short.