Yes it's cold by the river where you lay

In this godless place I kneel down and I pray

God help us through the night

God help us through the night



Your voice would fill the night

I think of yesterday



I wanna hold you

Your worn out hands don't touch me now

Here where it's stormy but nothing



God help us through the night

God help us through the night

This foolish night in your

golden arms I wanna cry...



I want you to hold me

(It'll come -