Lyrics The Cross - Priest

The Cross

Standing by the blinds
above the city lights
A junkie for your touch
dressing up for the night
The winter sky is clear
passing faceless silhouettes
Counting wasted years
like burnt out cigarettes
Where are you now?
I have to carry the cross
Where are you now?
you’re the greatest loss
Falling like a flake
in a snowstorm ball
Where every little shake
makes a blizzard of it all
Where are you now?
I have to carry the cross
Where are you now?
you’re the greatest loss