The flow ers have all died, the skies are go ing grey, the I begged my ba by (C)not to leave, I (D)could n’t make her (G)stay.

The heat has dis ap peared, the e ter nal flame is low, the fore cast ain’t so (C)good, I’m all messed (G)up, no place to go.

It’s (G7)Cold

like a fro zen tear drop,

there’s a chill (G)vac in the air Sa and there’s ice in my veins and it won’t stop.

Lord, it’s (G)Cold,

it’s an end less win ter.

The (G)moon’s on the run and (D7)e ven the sun is (G)cold.

I got ta see my girl, I got ta see her eyes, the ba rom e ter is (C)fall ing, on ly (D)she can make it (G)rise.

There’s noth ing on the trees, the there’s noth ing for me here.

I’m search ing for sal (C)va tion and some (G)ther mal un der wear.

It’s (G7)cold

and it’s get ting cold er,

there’s they’re e (G)vac u a ting Sa tan who’s wait ing for hell to freeze o ver.

Lord, it’s (G)cold,

it’s an end less win ter.

The (G)stars are all gone and (D7)e ven the sun is (G)cold.

The moon’s on the run and (D7)e ven the sun is (G)cold.

I (G)moon’s on the run and (D7)e ven the sun is (G)cold.

The (G)stars are all gone and (D7)e ven the sun is (G)cold.

The world is too old and (D7)e ven the sun is (G)cold.