Out in the Cold - Prince Tui Teka

As I sit by the ambers

of a dying fire

and the night wind blows cold across the plane

I remember how you loved me

until he made his claim

Now I'm out in the cold again

Oh I'm out in the cold and I'm lonesome

I'm out in the cold and I'm bloom

When I sleep my dreams unfold

You come to me in visions of gold

but when I wake

I'm out in the cold without you