Winterland کے بول

I think it's strange How we blame the Darkness Blame it on the light I think it's strange How we do the wrong things And undo the right Strange ... We try and explain All the bad things we survive Jesus. This is WinterLand. Jesus. This is WinterLand. I think it's strange How faith is a blind thing And there's no one we trust I think it's strange When it's always cold But it's never Xmas Strange ... We doubt what we know Try and believe in ourselves Free to fly Free to fall Free to empty Free to be filled Free to help Free to hurt Free to love and Free to evil