A little manchild, high up at the window
His trembling feet
It's like an open fire
Spreading out
Burning higher
IT's a game
You know
When evening falls
She'll run to me
Like whispered dreams
Your eyes can't
All I had now is gone
Was not always alone
Not yet
Take my money, take my pride
Take my little peace of
Winter has come
And the snow at the window is
Gray as
My hair touch my shoulders
My eyes are iceblue
I walk in
There was a time
There was a place
Where every flash was
Time is a healer
For everything that hurts inside
For things you've
Too many people follow too many minds
And we don't cling
Should I break like my father?
Should I cry like my
Jenny had a white heart
Now her face is red with
See all the people waiting for our coming
The town has