Verse 1: My hands are too cold Just to keep me going Outside is in and Inside is out Verse 2: I think of you now And my tears are flowing Today you've lost All the rendeers you got Can't make money or love can't make money or love ) I am talking to the stars above Verse 3: There's frost on my strings And rain in the doorway Let the wind be ablaze Blowing steam from my cup Verse 4: Do you think of me now? Don't betray what is so right Let the rendeers of love Pick the stars from above Can't make money or love can't make money or love I am talking to the stars above Can't make money or love can't make money or love I am talking to the stars above