Though the wind grows colder and the outlook ever bleak,
you are my sacred shelter and the solace that I seek,
no matter where we end up nor how dark the world may seem,
you’re always there to comfort me and share this lover’s dream.
Though the wind grows colder and the outlook ever bleak,
you are my sacred shelter and the solace that I seek,
no matter where we end up nor how dark the world may seem,
you’re always there to comfort me and share this lover’s dream.