It Was A Cold Night In December

With A Strange Rain Falling Down

And I Was Helpless, I Was Lonesome

And Crazy

And Looking For A Way Out

That?s When The Devil Came To Me

And I Fell Into His Arms

This Is As Much As I Remember

When He Gently Spoke To Me

I Was Such A Wasted Number

Like A Dead One In A Dream

The Night The Devil Came To Me

And I Fell Into His Arms

Let The Streets I?m Walking On Fill Up With Shadows

I Would Wear This Heart

With An Open Wound

And I Would Walk Upon The Earth

With No Hope Or Sorrow / Alone...

By The Last Day Of December

There Was Nothing Left Of Me

Just A Pale Looking Shadow

Of The Man I Used To Be

The Night The Devil Came To Me

And I Fell Into His Arms

Let The Streets I?m Walking On Fill Up With Shadows

I Would Wear This Heart

With An Open Wound

I Would Walk Upon The Earth

With No Hope Or Sorrow

Alone...