Raith

It's been a while, but there you go, I’m no longer a child, when women start to pray, or when the cock crows, you'll have your say, no need to find, what you already know, deep in your smile, a star shows the way, frozen in my tones, there are no trains, say you don't mind, you'd rather walk alone, whatever the time, stay here a while, wrapped against the snow, you have a great style, we sit by the fire, listening to the blow, your eyes look wild, give me your soul.