The footprints over the snow
The fabric of all the lonely
C-covering only
The fables and hands
The rest is out in the cold
Holding the last of the season
F-F-F-freezin'
Yeah

My my my heart like a kick [bad word] My my heart like a kick [bad word] My my heart like a kick [bad word] My my love like a voice

Mother Mary heard us approaching her door
Alhough we didn't make a sound

There's nothing like finding gold
within the rocks or the coal
I'm so surprised to find more
Always surprised to find more

I won't look back anymore
I left the people that do
It's not the chase that I love
It's me following you

My my heart like a kick [bad word] My my heart like a kick [bad word] My my love like a voice

We're walkin' into the field
We're walkin' into the forest
The moon is before us
Up above
We're holdin' hands in the rain
S-sayin words like "I love you "
Da-da do you love me?
Yeah

My my my heart like a kick [bad word] My my heart like a kick [bad word] My my heart like a kick [bad word] My my love like a voice

There's nothing like finding gold
within the rocks or the coal
I'm so surprised to find more
Always surprised to find more

I won't look back anymore
I left the people that do
It's not the chase that I love
It's me following you