Winter Hunter
Tell the winter hunter
I knew, I knew
Nothing of you then
And when the snow had melted
I was, I was beneath you
Still, there is no place
Still, there is no place
Where was I
Where was I . . . Was I?
Tell the winter hunter
I knew. I knew
Of a heart gone still
We crossed the tracks that carry
And I was, I was beneath you
But still, there is no place
Still, there is no place
Autor(es): Jesse Sykes