Song For A Winter's Night

The lamp is burning low upon my table top,
the snow is softly falling.
The air is still in the silence of my room,
I hear your voice softly calling.
If I could only have you near
to breathe a sigh or two,
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love
on this winter's night with you.

The smoke is rising in the shadows overhead,
my glass is almost empty.
I read again between the lines on 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
on this winter's night with you.

The fire is dying now, my lamp is growing dim,
the shades of night is lifting.
The morning light steals across my window pane,
were webs of snow are drifting.
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 you,
and to be once again with you.