The Fox In The Winter کے بول

She was my anchor, We spoke of marriage And i was her lid The fox in winter Will sleep 'till spring In cold blue mountains I don't dream anymore For there is a silence When two rivers meet How can this world have a place there for me and you ? We'll weep for elvis As we drive through the hills The fox in winter Is sleeping still How can this world have a place there for me and you ? The fox in winter The fox in winter