Hey, hey, hey,
Tell me did you find your way?
There's a lot of things you've done I'd damn you for.
From finger to finger, from head to toe
I do hope you're alright
And it's time to admit it's my fault that we don't talk anymore, no.
I'm winter cold in maiden fall
A beaten road where no one goes
And though I've left my post
The ones who meant the most
Wrote you a song
A stepping stone.
Wait and stay
Without you I'll decay away
And there won't be a whole lot that's left of me.
With muscle and marrow and strength in my bones
I will tear out the bricks that are holding together the walls
That divide our frail homes.
I'm winter cold in maiden fall
A beaten road where no one goes
And though I've left my post
The ones who meant the most
Wrote you a song
A stepping stone.
