Your Winter Days

And you trusted me To share your winter days And if snow befell us Ours would be the fire But the winter came And I had moved away And I lost my love And the secret of desire And I drink too much And still dream of your eyes And an acid shame Is seeping thru my lies And I make my choice Between malt whisky and rye And I hear a muffled boom In a morbid sky And a young girl Follows her father on horseback Down a country lane But the father never looks back And a mother sits at home And paints her nails And the yourng girl lives Between the silence and the gale