Birch

I was a fool for you and I went all round town When I finally saw you Now I'm speaking to make this something Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold It's not enough to hear you Your voice will never be I find I hate to be near you I, I long to see this evening through Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold Ah ooh ? Ah ooh ? Ah ooh ? ?