Nothing Much

I shall lay my burden down
 I shall lay my burden down
 instead I cling him heavy to my head
 when I should lay my burden down
 I ought to leave my maid
 I ought to leave my maid
 instead I sleep heavy on this bench
 when I ought to leave my maid
 hold my heart, and hold my waist
 the whole night through
 hold my heart, and hold my head
 till the day is new
 everything up here froze to ice
 everything that once was very nice
 there's nothing much that I can do till springtime will arrive
 since everytnig up here froze to ice
 when home sweet home seems far away
 find a place to rest
 all your well-grown weird alley
 upon the holy chest
 hold my heart, and hold my waist
 the whole night through
 hold my heart, and hold my head
 till the day is new
 until the day is new...