Save Your Sorrow - South

It’s colder than the last wind

My heart’s the size of oak

No state to recognise here

We’re stronger than we’re told

Save your sorrow

Don’t forget that you’ve paid

I hate to leave it in the way

And I doubt of what you got now

The weight of the load

The chances you finally hold

Still colder than the last wind

The last wind stroked my soul

No state to recognise here

Still thawing from this cold

Save your sorrow

Don’t forget that you’ve paid

I’d hate to leave it in the way

And I doubt of what you got now

The weight of the load

The chances you finally hold