Last winter I thought of love and you

near the warmth of the fireplace

chilled wind outside, window filled with dew

The wind howls as it passes through

the memories of our togetherness retraced

last winter I thought of love and you

Sitting, reading old letters as I usually do

scrutinizing perfumed pages with grace

chilled wind outside, window filled with dew

Holding myself together with glue.

I count the memories, yet wanting to erase

last winter I thought of love and you

Remembering pink patterns on your shoes

pointy toes and puffy white laces

chilled wind outside, window filled with dew

Facing the thought of having to chose

an existence without you, surely I would lose

last winter I thought of love and you

chilled wind outside, window filled with dew