Stones

I'll stay away from words that make you cry
I'll do my best and try

You say the best of reasons don't apply
Then stop and ask me why

If you feel the cold has crept beneath your skin
Without a friend without a next of kin

If Empty Streets are now your home
Condemning you to stay alone
And if you sleep on beds of stone
Chilled to
The bone

They say that politicians always try
While the world is standing by
They'll look away but never can deny
They'll do their best to lie

If you feel the cold has crept beneath your skin
Without a friend without a next of kin

If Empty Streets are now your home
Condemning you to stay alone
And if you sleep on beds of stone
Chilled to
The bone