The footprints over the snow
The fabric of all the lonely
C-Covering Only
The fables and hands
The rest is out in the cold
Holding the last of the season
F-F-F freezing (yeah)
My my my heart like a kick drum
My my heart like a kick drum
My my heart like a kick drum
My love like a voice
We're walking to the fields
We're walking to the forest
The moon is before us
Up above
We're holding hands in the rain
S-Saying words like I love you
D-D-Do you love (yeah)
My my heart like a kick drum
My my heart like a kick drum
My my heart like a kick drum
My my love like a voice
Mother Mary heard us approaching her door
Although we didn't make a sound
There's nothing like finding gold
Within the rocks hard and cold
I'm so surprised to find more
Always surprised to find more
I won't look back anymore
I left the people that do
It's not the chase that I love
It's me following you
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Lyrics submitted by Casey.