In The Wings — текст песни (Tara Maclean)

Theres a frost in the air

Summer doesnt want to play

Theyve taken down the fair

And the leaves have all blown away



They say everything must die

For a new life to begin

In the seasons of our love

I feel the winter setting in



Through this bitter, bitter cold I thought Id always

Have you to hold me through the storm

And keep me warm through this bitter, bitter cold



The sun has kissed your face

Your tears in my hair

You say its time to go my friend

You feel it in the air



And like the moon upon the water

Gives diamonds to the sea

I pray that when the snow is gone

Youll return to me



Through this bitter, bitter cold I thought Id always

Have you to hold me through the storm

And keep me warm through this bitter, bitter cold



And if there is such a thing

As winter in the spring

Then Ill make angels

And Ill see you in the wings

Of this bitter, bitter cold...