| winter sounds the crying |
| like an old man slowly dying |
| and the only sound, the wind that fills the trees |
| even colder comes the moon |
| and though it never seems too soon |
| a sudden stillness as the rainfall starts to freeze |
| i’m mr blue |
| i’m here to stay with you |
| and no matter what you do |
| when you’re lonely — i’ll be lonely too |
| a young girl, she is shaded |
| bears the scars that never faded |
| of the baby that was born on christmas day |
| while the heavens sing their song |
| a child’s life is never long |
| 'cos the food supplies will only last a day |
| (chorus repeat) |
| patriot emotion, is the cause of the commotion |
| after all there’s really no-one here to blame |
| soldiers taking orders, 'cos we must defend the borders |
| of our nation (and the other side’s the same) |
| (chorus repeat) |
| i’ll come to you at night |
| when all the world is sleeping tight |
| and lie beside you, till the early morning dew |
| you can’t hear me, you can’t see |
| but you can feel me when you read |
| the folded letter she left addressed to you |
| (chorus repeat) |