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Text: Whitesnake. Come An' Get It. Till The Day I Die.

When ice cold winds of winter
Chill me to the bone
An' thoughts of summer breezes
Turn my heart to stone

That's when I need a hand to guide me
When it's more than I can bear
A shoulder I can cry on
Someone to lead me there

An' give me love
Give me love, give me love
Till the day I die
Till the day I die

Slowly I awaken
To the weavers plan for me
To drift upon the waters
Of my own uncertainty

To look for a companion
Who will share my destiny
A guidin' hand to understand
An' walk to road with me

An' give me love
Give me love, give me love
Till the day I die
Till the day I die

I wanna be the master of my destiny
I never wanna crawl an' beg for no sympathy
When everythin' I have is yours
An' all I ask of you

Is give me love
Give me love, give me love
Till the day I die
Till the day I die

I never wanna be the first to show I'm down
But I'm never gonna wear the frozen smile of a clown
When everything I have is yours
And all I ask of you

Is give me love
Give me love, give me love
Till the day I die
Till the day I die

Give me love
Give me love
Give me love
Till the day I die

Give me love
Give me love, give me love
Till the day I die
Till the day I die

Till the day I die
Till the day I die
Till the day I die
Till the day I die
Till the day I die