Winther - Shadow Hunters

Falling drops

Soft whispering flakes

Touching your tender skin

White flakes falling in the night

In the night

Cold winter night

Through dark and light

When a bright star dies

All the angels cry

Wild at heart

So wild in your heart

But even the wildest place

Can share with you its strength

Cold winter night

Through dark and light

When a bright star dies

All the angels cry