winter comes

saw your love he did it for you, for your life and all your hopes to be free, and so you know he never left you, oh he carved your name upon his dying tree, and he will find you, wherever you go, and your sorrow will be known, and your sadness, you will proclaim, cry for help and his own name, on his heart he wrote your name, his love will show this cold pain, and in your sadness, you will proclaim, cry for help and his own name, when your winter comes