Winter Child-Devin Sinha

[ti:Winter Child] [ar:Devin Sinha] [al:Indie Acoustified] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Winter Child - Devin Sinha [00:07.01]Written by：Devin Sinha [00:14.03]My heart is there left to save [00:16.50] [00:19.98]A product of our changing ways [00:22.84] [00:26.02]The dreamsong that you gave to me [00:28.82] [00:32.01]Was only new love's memory [00:34.97] [00:36.40]The tide it comes to shape me down to sand [00:41.55] [00:42.26]And time she comes to cup me in her hands [00:47.73]And wrap me as a winter child beneath the blankets of the land [00:53.60] [00:54.32]My deeds and prayers across the earth in brightly colored strands [00:59.79] [01:00.48]To the home of one who taught me what it meant to be a man [01:05.72] [01:06.41]When I was on your mind [01:10.53] [01:23.50]The heirloom that you left behind [01:26.45] [01:29.73]A product of our changing mind [01:32.57] [01:35.79]Your smile on another's face [01:38.53] [01:41.89]Your heartbeat in my lover's place [01:45.00] [01:46.30]The tide it comes to shape me down to sand [01:51.56] [01:52.20]And time she comes to cup me in her hands [01:57.65]And wrap me as a winter child beneath the blankets of the land [02:03.65] [02:04.16]My wants and needs across the earth in tattered shredded strands [02:10.23]To the home of one who taught me what it meant to be a man [02:15.65] [02:16.28]When I was on your mind [02:20.55] [02:33.34]The photograph you tried to take [02:36.13] [02:39.58]The only thing that was at stake [02:42.50] [02:45.76]A product of our shifting tone [02:48.65] [02:51.73]A bed can't save our broken home [02:54.60] [02:56.17]The tide it comes to shape me down to sand [03:01.41] [03:01.98]And time she comes to cup me in her hands [03:07.49]And wrap me as a winter child beneath the blankets of the land [03:13.54] [03:14.08]My love a song I sang to try to help you understand [03:19.43] [03:20.08]To the home of one who taught me what it meant to be a man [03:25.50] [03:26.22]When I was on your mind