The Falling Snow کے بول

With all new years passing gone Is time left to decide? Youthful choice is aging to responsibility's patience tried Your stall your retreat To the fortress of sleep clinging to words sharpened through the years of vicarious disma Can you feel the cold? Can you feel the cold? When the time comes to go No amount of fighting can suspend your foe Or make up for days lost in waste If today is the last voice heard Left my offering be of honesty confide infidelity's denied, and misconstrued pride Can you feel the cold? Can you feel the cold? Seasons change and thoughts deranged but doubts will never go Winter calls ambitions fall and waiting is all you know Nothing matters when dreams scatter trying to stand tall We all bow down to the falling snow