I think it's strange

How we blame the Darkness

Blame it on the light

I think it's strange

How we do the wrong things

And undo the right

Strange ... We try and explain

All the bad things we survive

Jesus

This is

WinterLand

Jesus

This is

WinterLand

I think it's strange

How faith is a blind thing

And there's no one we trust

I think it's strange

When it's always cold

But it's never Christmas

Strange...We doubt what we know

Try and believe in ourselves

Jesus

This is

WinterLand

Jesus

This is

WinterLand

Jesus

This is

WinterLand

Jesus

This is

WinterLand

Oh Jesus

This is

WinterLand

Jesus

This is

WinterLand

Jesus

This is

WinterLand

Jesus

This is

WinterLand

Free to fly

Free to fall

Free to empty

Free to be filled

Free to help

Free to hurt

Free to love and

Free to evil

Free to fly

(I think it's strange)

Free to fall

(How faith is a blind thing)

Free to empty

(And there's no one we trust)

Free to be filled

Free to help

(I think it's strange)

Free to hurt

(When it's always cold)

Free to love and

(But it's never Christmas)

Free to evil

Free

Free

Free

Free