Letras
see that ice road
let's go for a walk
must be strong enough
for the two of us
the white light all around
the only guide
as we slowly stroll
towards the isle of bride
there is a story
behind the name
there was a young proud man
and his fiancée
they took a boat to cross the bay
on their wedding day
but a stormy wind took them both
before the isle of bride
i heard of your problems
don't know what to say
they cut a long story straight
none was explained
your face against the sun
shows no details
i'm getting snowblind by and by
it's the end of march