In the Wings Songtext
von Tara MacLean

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
Away
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 always thought that I'd have you to hold me
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

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 always thought that I′d have you to hold me
Hold me through the storm
And keep me warm
Through this bitter, bitter cold

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
I always thought that I'd have you to hold me
Hold me through the storm
And keep me warm
Through this bitter, bitter cold
Oh this bitter, bitter cold