When winter comes along, don't wash away my tears
On a snow-covered roof I'll cry
Moulding my own icicles
Waiting for my enemy to come

Don't cross your fingers this time
I can handle this mission on my own
With black eyes and night vision goggles
I'll be in wait here

['ooh-weah' interlude]

When winter comes along, don't wash away my tears
They're hanging from the eaves
The weight of sorrow, pierces your misdeeds

Waiting for my enemy to come
Don't cross your fingers this time
I can handle this mission on my own
With black eyes and night vision goggles I'll be in wait here, the weight of sorrow
Pierces your misdeeds
Pierces your misdeeds