Cold, Cold Toronto

(альбом: Knock 'Em Dead, Kid - 1977)

There's a cold wind blowing and I'm feeling
Like I'm banging my head on the wall
I've been around (I've been around)
And still I've been nowhere at all

Cold, cold Toronto
Is getting on my nerves
'Cause it feels like this Knob Hilton boy
Ain't getting what he deserves

Here I am, making up my mind
Here I am, making up my mind
To leave it all behind

I've been thinking 'bout the love I'm leaving
And the empty places I see
I know it's coming, but I'm wishing
That it came more easily

Cold, cold Toronto
Has hung me on the line
I've found myself up here before
But I'm climbing down this time

Here I am, making up my mind
Here I am, making up my mind
To leave it all behind...

I've been thinking 'bout the love I'm leaving
And the empty places I see
I know it's coming, but I'm wishing
It came more easily

Cold, cold Toronto
What can I say
It feels like that cold wind of yours
Is blowing me away

Here I am, making up my mind
Here I am, making up my mind
To leave it all behind