"Cold Wind" Videos
Cold wind it blows,
blowing through you like Sunday morning.
Chill in my bones, take me home, take me.
Home is where the heart is, but my heart's been truly stolen.
Cold wind it blows, wind it blows.
Fire in my gut reminding me that yes I will,
great big role, great big hole, great big hole.
Oh, no one knows. You tell me where those chains cooking.
Fire in my gut, in my gut, in my gut.
And there are places you will never go.
And there are things that you never know.
It all depends on which side of the road.
Cold wind in my soul makes me feel like
I am floating far my place.
I got no land, I got no face.
Tell me Mr, what's a ma
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