Автор: Blake Bell, Buddy Bolter, Bob Matteson, Tom McMillan, Claude Sheffield
Композитор: Blake Bell, Buddy Bolter, Bob Matteson, Tom McMillan, Claude Sheffield
Текст
I can feel a cold front coming in
Out of the northwestern skies
I can feel a cold touch setting in
And the warmth has said good-bye
And no one has to tell me
And everyone will be surprised
Cause God I can feel it - Coming in
God I can feel it - Coming in
God I can feel it - Coming in
Our little arrangement or so I heard
Was that we had some wood to burn
I warmed by the fire of your words
Now I chill by there return
And no one has to tell me
And everyone will be surprised
Cause God I can feel it - Coming in
God I can feel it - Coming in
God I can feel it - Coming in
I've had this feeling our time in the sun
Had to come to a chilling end
All of the pressure from when it began
Collides and makes us learn again
And no one has to tell me
And everyone will be surprised
Cause God I can feel it - Coming in
God I can feel it - Coming in
God I can feel it - Coming in
Blake Bell, Bob Matteson, Buddy Bolter, Tom McMillan