Intro :
O ooooo-oo oooo--o ooo-oooh.
O oooo-o-o -o-oo-o o-oo-oo-oooh.
Ooh - Ooh - Ooh O o-oooo- oooh.
On th e hills of fire the darkest hour.
I was dreami ng of my true love's pyre.
Who w ill bri ng a light to stoke the fire?
F ear not for yo u're s till br eathing.
O n a winte r's day
I saw the l ife blood drained away.
A cold wi nd blow s on a windless day.
Hear the cry for new love the mourning's flame.
You w ere the brightest light that burned too soon in vain.
Who w ill bri ng you back from where there's no return?
F ear not for yo u're j ust dre aming.
O n a winte r's day
I saw the l ife blood drained away.
A cold wi nd blow s on a windless day.
O ooooooo ooooo
o oooooooo oooh. Oooo
o oh. Ooooooo oooooh.
O n a winte r's day
I saw the l ife blood drained away.
A cold wi nd blow s on a windless day.
Oo ooooooooon A
w indless day Oo ooon a windless day
Ahhh hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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