Will you catch me when I fall
Into the spell of withered trees
Of ravens black that doth well please
The winter eye reflecting back
To guide the seasons on their track
Winter mirror on my wall
Will you catch me when I fall
Into the spell of withered trees
Of ravens black that doth well please
The winter eye reflecting back
To guide the seasons on their track
Will you catch me when I fall
Into the spell of withered trees
Of ravens black that doth well please
The winter eye reflecting back
To guide the seasons on their track