Winter's Fangs
Remember that bridge where the river flows
Even in winter, covered in snow
And that time we both sat on the handrail,
Our feet hanging over the flowing hail?
We joked about jumping in the stream
You said that, no matter what, you'd catch me
But lately I'm not sure I want you to
©Nigel A. Wilson ASCAP zero2ten Publishing
Even in winter, covered in snow
And that time we both sat on the handrail,
Our feet hanging over the flowing hail?
We joked about jumping in the stream
You said that, no matter what, you'd catch me
But lately I'm not sure I want you to
©Nigel A. Wilson ASCAP zero2ten Publishing