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Andrew Lloyd Webber - Whistle Down The Wind Cold Lyrics

Edward:

The flowers have all died, and the sky is going grey
I begged my baby not to leave, I couldn't make her stay
The heat has disappeared, the eternal flame is low
The forecast ain't so good, I'm all messed up no place to go
Cold, like a frozen teardrop
There's a chill in the air, and there's ice in my veins and it won't stop
Cold, like an endless winter
The moons on the run and even the sun is cold

Edward & Townspeople:
I gotta see my girl, I gotta see her eyes
The barometer is falling, only she can make it rise
There's nothing on the trees, there's nothing for me here
I gotta find salvation and some thermal underwear

All:
It's cold and it's getting colder
They're evacuating Satan who's waiting for hell to freeze over
Oh it's cold, like an endless winter
The stars are all gone and even the sun is cold
The moons on the run and even the sun is cold
I gotta see my girl, I gotta see her eyes
The barometer is falling, only she can make it rise
There's nothing on the trees, there's nothing for me here
I gotta find salvation and some thermal underwear
It's cold and it's getting colder
They're vaccinating Satan who's shaking all over pneumonia
It's cold, like an endless winter
The moons on the run and even the sun is cold
The stars are all gone and even the sun is cold
The world is too old and even the sun is cold