And they say that the city has become quiet and ugly and deserted, dear
That it's going to be a long, cold winter
I have learned that longing is worse when someone has slept like a child
Through a cold winter
You are my hero because you dare to be honest
You are my hero because you are just as weak as I am
Come and help me, I need you again, again, again
And you say that the city is exactly like it's always been
In wait for a long cold winter
And you say that longing is something you can learn to live with sometimes
Though a cold winter
You are my hero because you dare to be honest
You are my hero because you are just as weak as I am
Come and help me, I need you again, again, again
You are my hero because you dare to be honest
You are my hero because you are just as weak as I am
Come and help me, I need you again, again, again