It was a cold night in december
with a strange rain falling down
and i was helpless, i was lonesome
and crazy
and looking for a way out
that?s when the devil came to me
and i fell into his arms
this is as much as i remember
when he gently spoke to me
i was such a wasted number
like a dead one in a dream
the night the devil came to me
and i fell into his arms
let the streets i?m walking on fill up with shadows
i would wear this heart
with an open wound
and i would walk upon the earth
with no hope or sorrow / alone...
by the last day of december
there was nothing left of me
just a pale looking shadow
of the man i used to be
the night the devil came to me
and i fell into his arms
let the streets i?m walking on fill up with shadows
i would wear this heart
with an open wound
i would walk upon the earth
with no hope or sorrow
alone...