Winter Comes

Sorry love, he did it for you
For your life and all your hopes to be free
And so you know he never left you
Oh, he carved your name upon his dying tree

And he will find you
Wherever you go
And your sorrow will be known
And in your sadness
You will proclaim
Cry for help in his own name

On his heart he wrote your name
His love will show this cold pain
And in your sadness
You will proclaim
Cry for help in his own name
When your winter comes...