Lyrics

Wrap up Can you feel the cold wind biting through? Slow down You're only thinking things through for you How can we try, when you're not around, no, you're not around? Now it's freezing and we're trying to survive Whoa When you're on your knees praying for sight Whoa You better hope that the storm don't hit tonight We're knuckling down We don't have no warmth inside We'll find a spark And create an inferno to hide All of the cracks that no one can see, yeah, no one can see Then we'll take it and turn up the atmosphere Whoa When you're on your knees praying for sight Whoa You better hope that the storm don't hit Whoa When you're on your knees praying for sight Whoa You better hope that the storm don't hit tonight Whoa Are you on your knees, yeah, praying? Whoa Praying that the storm don't hit tonight Whoa Praying that the storm don't hit
Writer(s): Christopher James Jones, Wayne Andrew Doyle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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