Searching through snow For the javelin I had not Meant to throw right at you For if it had hit its mark There´d be blood in the place
Where you stood
It´s a terrible thought To have and hold It´s a terrible thought To have and hold
So here we stand in the dark My eyes travelling to the spot Where you´d thrown yourself Over the rocks For if you´d not been so fast There´d be blood in the place Where you stood
It´s a terrible thought To have and hold It´s a terrible thought
To have and hold It´s a terrible thought To have and hold