| Song | Winter's Song |
| Artist | Cowboy Junkies |
| Album | Black Eyed Man |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Timmins | |
| She says, 'it's cold where you brought me' | |
| He says, 'Darling, don't worry | |
| you can stay in my arms | |
| until the springtime comes | |
| We'll let the snow drift around us | |
| and wait for the robin and the crocus | |
| to tell us that our love has again found the sun' | |
| Lone oak stands tall, | |
| bare arms scratch the sky, | |
| dry leaves cracking beneath our feet | |
| Hand in hand we've watched | |
| the autumn fires burn - | |
| Summer's dreams collapsing, | |
| chestnuts in need of gathering, | |
| the whole world lies rotting in the street | |
| Soon we will walk with collars high | |
| like ramparts raised for the siege | |
| We'll bow to her beauty, | |
| cower from her fury | |
| sent as a judgement for a slight | |
| long past forgotten | |
| Winter's love once again unrequited | |
| Winter's love once again unrequited | |
| She says, 'Babe are you sleeping?' | |
| He says, 'No, wide awake and thinking | |
| of a dream I just had about the two of us | |
| He takes his hand to her cheek now, | |
| his lips to her brow, | |
| their whispers pile softly | |
| by the foot of the bed |
| zuo qu : Timmins | |
| She says, ' it' s cold where you brought me' | |
| He says, ' Darling, don' t worry | |
| you can stay in my arms | |
| until the springtime comes | |
| We' ll let the snow drift around us | |
| and wait for the robin and the crocus | |
| to tell us that our love has again found the sun' | |
| Lone oak stands tall, | |
| bare arms scratch the sky, | |
| dry leaves cracking beneath our feet | |
| Hand in hand we' ve watched | |
| the autumn fires burn | |
| Summer' s dreams collapsing, | |
| chestnuts in need of gathering, | |
| the whole world lies rotting in the street | |
| Soon we will walk with collars high | |
| like ramparts raised for the siege | |
| We' ll bow to her beauty, | |
| cower from her fury | |
| sent as a judgement for a slight | |
| long past forgotten | |
| Winter' s love once again unrequited | |
| Winter' s love once again unrequited | |
| She says, ' Babe are you sleeping?' | |
| He says, ' No, wide awake and thinking | |
| of a dream I just had about the two of us | |
| He takes his hand to her cheek now, | |
| his lips to her brow, | |
| their whispers pile softly | |
| by the foot of the bed |
| zuò qǔ : Timmins | |
| She says, ' it' s cold where you brought me' | |
| He says, ' Darling, don' t worry | |
| you can stay in my arms | |
| until the springtime comes | |
| We' ll let the snow drift around us | |
| and wait for the robin and the crocus | |
| to tell us that our love has again found the sun' | |
| Lone oak stands tall, | |
| bare arms scratch the sky, | |
| dry leaves cracking beneath our feet | |
| Hand in hand we' ve watched | |
| the autumn fires burn | |
| Summer' s dreams collapsing, | |
| chestnuts in need of gathering, | |
| the whole world lies rotting in the street | |
| Soon we will walk with collars high | |
| like ramparts raised for the siege | |
| We' ll bow to her beauty, | |
| cower from her fury | |
| sent as a judgement for a slight | |
| long past forgotten | |
| Winter' s love once again unrequited | |
| Winter' s love once again unrequited | |
| She says, ' Babe are you sleeping?' | |
| He says, ' No, wide awake and thinking | |
| of a dream I just had about the two of us | |
| He takes his hand to her cheek now, | |
| his lips to her brow, | |
| their whispers pile softly | |
| by the foot of the bed |