Verse 1:
Give me to the road, upon the heart that I had sold.
Warm my heavy hands, my heavy hands for you to hold.
There's a devil at your door,
And he grows, he grows,
So I've been told he had a heart of gold
And it grows, it grows like a storm.

Chorus:
Now the low lakes have frozen.
Away from home I'll go
When the first snow has fallen.
Away I'll go.
Ooo Ooo. (2x)

Verse 2:
Give me to the ground; I followed fires to walk the sun.
Cold upon the mountain to which I'm bound, to which I'm bound.
I'll meet you by the mill,
You're heart winds still.
Sparrow swung down and he took shape and form
And it grows, grows like a storm.

(Chorus)