Stay home, feel the sun Breathe on everyone Told ya, theres more to come Cold wind from the coast Creeping like a ghost Be still, you talk more than most Sundown across the blue Colors passing through You make a fool of the view Willows block the light One chance to get it right Sweetheart, you gorgeous sight Take my hand, my rosy love Come down from those skies above Show your grace behind your face Now theres nothing i wont give for your sweet embrace Young rivers Cold fingers My ardent blood runs warm This glory Our story Will rise above the storm Young rivers Cold fingers My ardent blood runs warm This glory Our story Will rise above the storm Take my hand, my rosy love Come down from those skies above Show your grace behind your face Now theres nothing i wont give for your sweet embrace Now theres nothing i wont give for your sweet embrace Now theres nothing i wont give for your sweet embrace