Winter comes in slow steps
Winter comes in cold hands
And it comes and there´s nothing left
When winter comes
Winter comes in a dress made of leaves
Winter comes with brown eyes
Winter comes in soft and pale skin
Winter comes
Winter comes in a million shades of gray
And the hopelessness of any change
Winter comes with its sad shorter days
And a beauty i could never explain
Winter comes
Winter comes
And living is gone
Winter comes in slow steps
Winter comes and there´s nothing left
I´ll be waiting by the ocean
You´ll be waiting in the morning
You´ll be looking through your window
I´ll be looking through your eyes when winter comes
Winter comes
And living is gone
So baby won´t you come back home
Baby won´t you come back home
So baby won´t you come back home
You´ll never make it out there on your own
Baby won´t you come back home
This land is everything that you are not
And it takes something that you haven´t got
Baby won´t you come back home
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