I stood on a snowy hilltop
My hands pale as the ice beneath my feet
As the sun peaked its face out
From behind the redwoods
I was reminded of your summers touch
How I would never feel cold again.
I stood on a snowy hilltop
My hands pale as the ice beneath my feet
As the sun peaked its face out
From behind the redwoods
I was reminded of your summers touch
How I would never feel cold again.
