Orange Lamps Shine By Willow Bay
Ice Covers From The Lake To Where I Lay
In A State
In Which I Dream

If You Were Here
Winter Wouldn't Pass Quite So Slow
And If You Were Here
Then I'd Have A Choice To Live Not Be Alone

But Instead I Sit Atop The Crest
Looking Down On The Valley Where The Dead Rest
And Every Morning I Wake Beside Myself

But I Digress

If You Were Here
Winter Wouldn't Pass Quite So Slow
And If You Were Here
Then I'd Have A Choice To Live Not Be Alone

If You Were Here
Winter Wouldn't Pass Quite So Slow
And If You Were Here
Then I'd Have A Choice To Live Not Be Alone

If You Were Here
Winter Wouldn't Pass Quite So Slow
And If You Were Here
Then I'd Have A Choice To Live Not Be Alone