And they say that the city has grown silent and ugly and empty, dear
That it's going to be a long cold winter
I've learned that the longing is worse when someone has slept like a child
Through an ice-cold winter
You are my hero for you dare to be honest
You are my hero for you are just as weak as I
Come and help me, I need you again, again, again
And you say that the city is just like it's always been
In wait for a long cold winter
And you say that one can learn to live with longing sometimes
Through an ice-cold winter
You are my hero for you dare to be honest
You are my hero for you are just as weak as I
Come and help me, I need you again, again, again
Again, again...