מילים לשיר Winter Song – Screaming Trees

Jesus knocking on my door
Late last night, and early this morning
Window glass, rusted and weary
I went straight through
And didn't hear no warning Just a roll of the dice, and a precious vice
To bring you 'round, it's easier
When I'm wasting my time
And I'm losing my mind
Oh my mind Trying to wait for the sky to fall
It's kind of hard now to see it all
Whisper a song of winter in your heart Dead end street, just out my back door
I heard what's seen, a young girl laughing
Now raindrops fall away like souls
I wondered if she ever heard mine dying Just a roll of the dice, and a precious vice
To bring you 'round, it's easier
When I'm wasting my time
And I'm losing my mind
Oh my mind Trying to wait for the sky to fall
It's kind of hard now to see it all
Whisper a song of winter in your heart Jesus knocking on my door
One last time, and early this morning.