When I rang the bell

I saw a shape pass by

But not a word

Can't face the day

When she climbed out on the roof

I followed though I knew

I couldn't change a thing

Black night around the fire again, ice on your cigarette

To free your hands and trace the veins along the wrist

I could feel her watching, but could not resist

Last night, I wondered what you'd give

Before your flight to LeTourneau

She had to still

Thanks to her, I found a home here again

We belong to each other

What is mine is old and deep as the hills

Will stay mine, it all comes down to night

Many years from now, we'll see

What happened and has left its mark

On you and me