Creatures in the night
Glimmering eyes
Their thoughts dealing with fright
But their hearts keep beating
Creatures in the night
Heading for the hills
Saying “We are winter
Have always been”
Where the trees grow so tall
It's nothing at all
It's nothing at all
You say we're getting close
To the cold coast
Creatures in the night
Glimmering eyes
Find out what could have been
Heading for the hills
And we just want our warm wishes to go
And hear them hissing through the cold coast
Where the trees grow so tall
It's nothing at all
It's nothing at all
You say we're getting close
To the cold coast

KORREKTUREN ÜBERMITTELN