She feels the cold outside it?s beating at the door the
highest mountaintop or lying on the floor she?s
convinced it?s not hunger but fear she feels she?ll
learn the hard way that it?s real she walked along
that road so many times before she walked along that
road and now she?s gone to far she hears the voices
calling don?t you go then there are others screaming
whoa oh oh sherry-anna more to get you through the
night sherry-anna more the sun don?t shine sherry-anna

more to get you through the night sherry-anna more the
sun don?t seem to shine so bright can?t scratch the
itch because it?s underneath her skin the boiling cold
the freezing heat she must give in she smiled and waved

the white flag when she knew she lost the war the dead
don?t hear the voices calling anymore sherry-anna more
to get you through the night sherry-anna more the sun
don?t shine sherry-anna more to get you through the
night sherry-anna more the sun don?t seem to shine so
bright.