In The Wings

There's a frost in the air

Summer doesn't want to play

They've taken down the fair

And the leaves have all blown away

They say everything must die

For a new life to begin

In the seasons of our love

I feel the winter setting in

Through this bitter, bitter cold I thought I'd always

have you to hold me Through the storm

and keep me warm Through this bitter, bitter cold

The sun has kissed your face

Your tears in my hair

You say it's time to go my friend

You feel it in the air

And like the moon upon the water

Gives diamonds to the sea

I pray that when the snow is gone

You'll return to me

Through this bitter, bitter cold I thought I'd always

have you to hold me Through the storm

And keep me warm Through this bitter, bitter cold

And if there is such a thing

As winter in the spring

Then I'll make angels

And I'll see you in the wings

Of this bitter, bitter cold...