I'm still fightin demons everywhere I go
I may have won the battle but the war rages on
And no I ain't no youngster in spite of what you see today
I've stood toe to toe with some pretty wicked beasts
But never once did your touch ever turn cold
Through all The winters we've known
Through all The winters we've known
I've looked for grrener pastures a time or two
And all along right at home the prettiest flower grew
But contentment is elusive and so is love
And to fight that restless feeling
Is sometimes kind of tough
But never once did your touch ever turn cold
Through all The winters we've known
Through all The winters we've known
SOLO
Through all the plans you made
And all the games I played
And all the lies I told
But never once did your touch ever grow cold
Through all The winters we've known
Through all The winters we've known
Through all The winters we've known
From Stacy Dean Campbell "Ashes Of Old Love"