A Winter Tale

I'm afraid to die I'm nearly old I'm almost young Or so I'm told You say time is a healer Faith is death Or left to die I won't put my strain on another Broken shame And so I'll lie I'm left to lie I floated down Like a long lost dream As my savior f

Heaven is a place where people die pretty Skies don't lie and there's cash in the kitty Running from the rocks,there's wanter for the lips To ease your mouth and bathe your fist There's no need for trouble when the roads are down Nobody's out of work