Northern Wind - Liza Anne

Hands are raised your tongue is mean

And it talks down myself esteem

Mother sent cards with prayers and pleas

But you're my god you're everything

You take me at my best

But you throw me at my worst

Don't turn around feel it nipping

At the backs of your heels

Feel it calling like a

Northern wind whispering

Who you are isn't what you've been

Don't turn around feel it nipping

At the backs of your heels

Feel it calling like

A northern wind whispering

Who you are isn't what you've been

I chased the light you're dimming down

Oh hint me now just make a sound

Dearest you're confusing me

You're the haze of a lover that

I swore to need

Taking my breath and breaking my chest

Don't turn around feel it nipping

At the backs of your heels

Feel it calling like a northern wind whispering

Who you are isn't what you've been

Don't turn around feel it nipping

At the backs of your heels

Feel it calling like a northern wind whispering

Who you are isn't what you've been

Dearest you're confusing me

You're the haze of a lover that

I swore to need oh oh

Don't turn around feel it nipping

At the backs of your heels

Feel it calling like a northern wind whispering

Who you are isn't what you've been

Don't turn around feel it nipping

At the backs of your heels

Feel it calling like a northern wind whispering

Who you are isn't what you've been

Don't turn around feel it nipping

At the backs of your heels

Feel it calling like a northern wind whispering

Who you are isn't what you've been

Don't turn around feel it nipping

At the backs of your heels

Feel it calling like a northern wind