I have grown into something

I have sold up for nothing

Winter blows in my direction

Darkness falls, warm my skin

We′re wandering souls

Growing old

We're off the road

Off the road

We′re wandering souls

Growing old

We're off the road

Off the road

Show me how to start a fire

Warmer now in my attire

Settle down, the ice is melting

Take my hands beneath the trees

We're wandering souls

Growing old

We′re off the road

Off the road

We′re wandering souls

Growing old

We're off the road

Off the road