Winding deer paths that come up to my knees
The chirps of dark-eyed Juncos put my mind at ease
Out here in the frozen forest one can do as they please
Winding deer paths that come up to my knees
The chirps of dark-eyed Juncos put my mind at ease
Out here in the frozen forest one can do as they please
She knows it's too late as she's walking on by
My soul slides away
But don't look back in anger, I heard you say
She knows it's too late as she's walking on by
My soul slides away
But don't look back in anger, I heard you say