Give me to the road, upon the heart that I had sold
Warm my heavy hands, my heavy hands for you to hold
There's a devil at your door
And he grows, he grows
So I've been told he had a heart of gold
And it grows, it grows like a storm

Now the low lakes have frozen
Away from home I'll go
When the first snow has fallen
Away I'll go
Oooh, ooh
Away from home I'll go
When the first snow has fallen
Away I'll go
Oooh, ooh

Give me to the ground, I followed fires to walk the Sun
Cold upon the mountain to which I'm bound, to which I'm bound
I'll meet you by the mill
You're heart winds still
Sparrow swung down and he took shape and form
And it grows, grows like a storm

Away from home I'll go
When the first snow has fallen
Away I'll go
Oooh, ooh
Away from home I'll go
When the first snow has fallen
Away I'll go
Oooh, ooh