How does it feel
Walking on this frozen land
How's heading home
Across the shining fields
No holy boughs no Christmas trees
In your heavy snow country
There's all the things you know
But can't put into words
Your mind always drawn back
Onto the old pathways
Lost in the sundown
Lost in the shade
Of too many winters
You've turned grey & stiff
In your own piece of Heaven
Children have grown & gone
In the blink of an eye
And you think to yourself
What a beautiful life