  The lamp is burnin' low upon my table top The snow is softly fallin' The air is still within the silence of my room I hear your voice softly callin' If I could only have you near To breathe a sigh or two I would be happy just to hold the hands I love Upon this winter night with you The smoke is rising in the shadows overhead My glass is almost empty I read again between the lines upon the page The words of love you sent me If I could know within my heart That you were lonely too I would be happy just to hold the hands I love Upon this winter night with you The fire is dying now,
 my lamp is growing dim The shades of night are liftin' The mornin' light steals across my windowpane Where webs of snow are driftin' If I could only have you near To breathe a sigh or two I would be happy just to hold the hands I love And to be once again with with you To be once again with with you I'm tired of dreaming about my future.
 I want to live my dreams now.  I want things to end up the way they're supposed to,  NOW.  I'm tired of promises that everything will be alright eventually.  someday.  oh how I hate that word.  and I'm dreadfully cold again.  I don't care if you know anymore IT DOESN'T MATTER.  nothing does.
