The Cold

I never heard you say before The draft was creeping in The space beneath our wooden door Lies helpless against the wind I built this cottage hastily But with a steady hand I hammered, sawed and eventually It turned out almost as planned Your lips, they moved so lovely I had to stop and stare for a while Can't forget the way you won't let The cold defeat your smile Winter sneaked into the rafters And rain made the beams swell But our crooked happily-ever-afters Will follow just as well Your lips, they moved so lovely I had to stop and stare for a while Can't forget they way you won't let The cold defeat your smile Days turned to weeks, weeks into years Now grass and weeds grow through the walls And the rain is falling through the ceiling like my tears When I lost you I lost it all Your lips, they moved so lovely I had to stop and stare for a while Can't forget the way you won't let The cold defeat your smile