If I wasn't born
If I wasn't here
She'd move herself back down to the valley below
'Cause there the night is calm
And here the wind is cold
So move yourself back down to the valley below

This is not where [bad word] from
This is not where I belong
Moving soft, so slowly she said
I'll move through the night love, I'll sleep when I'm dead

As the wind it howls against the trees so slow
She moves herself back down to the valley below
'Cause there the night is calm, and here the wind is cold
So she moves herself back down to the valley below

And this is not where [bad word] from
No, this is not where I belong
And speaking soft, so slowly she says
I'll move through the night love, I'll sleep when I'm dead

Now she's got me moving slow
I don't know where to go
I guess I'll go on my own way

If I wasn't born
If I wasn't here
She'd move herself back down to the valley below
'Cause there the night is calm, and here the wind is cold
So move yourself back down to the valley below