The Sculptor

In the winter
We sculpt
One another’s bodies
And sometimes you get mine wrong

In the winter
He died softly
It’ll make you stronger
It’ll make you want to live longer

In the winter
We sculpt
One another’s bodies
And sometimes I get yours wrong

But it’ll make me strong
It’ll make me so strong

And in the winter
He died softly
It’ll make you stronger
It’ll make you want to live longer