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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marc Ickx
Marc Ickx
Songwriter
Chrismar Chayell
Chrismar Chayell
Songwriter

Lyrics

Cold and alone, in the vineyard he lies
Stained and all broken, the nightingale dies
Looking from your window, I can see the snow
Freezing cold, grinding to a halt
On stonecold gravel, freeze alone
Turning away from the wasted hours
Turning away from the wasted years
Written by: Chrismar Chayell, Marc Ickx
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