When winter comes along, don't wash away my tears   On a snow-covered roof I'll cry   Moulding my own icicles   Waiting for my enemy to come      Don't cross your fingers this time   I can handle this mission on my own    With black eyes and night vision goggles   I'll be in wait here      ['ooh-weah' interlude]      When winter comes along, don't wash away my tears   They're hanging from the eaves   The weight of sorrow, pierces your misdeeds      Waiting for my enemy to come   Don't cross your fingers this time   I can handle this mission on my own    With black eyes and night vision goggles I'll be in wait here, the weight of sorrow   Pierces your misdeeds   Pierces your misdeeds