The wind is cold
None of us are old...

I remember falling in love with you
It seemed to be to good to be true...

Dynasty on a hill, show me thine glory, I pray...
Sit on your throne of glory unknown, and trouble...

Natures first green is gold
Her hardest you to hold...

My laugh used to be of joy
Like when you'd make me smile...

You used to make me laugh,
You used to make me smile...

After he hurts you he asks you back, this is what...
NOTHING just walk away...

You told me it was forever,
But forever went to fast...

Oh come mid summer when I shall slummber
Oh sing tall trees with joyful glees...