[Acoustic Guitar - Paul R]
Her cold lips pressed against mine
As we stood and felt warmth from the burning embers
Those lips that sent into me the joy of a long walk
Through the cold forest in Winter's favourite days
...And those nights, those legendary nights.
I have always been willing to bleed for you.
Every night that we shared those deepest feelings,
Shared dark secrets... I always have.
Here again I feel that my painful thoughts are wandering
Into starlit, dream-like visions.
I can recall the pain of deep thought
Pondering life and destiny
Sometimes obsessed with the d**h of close friends.
(In Winter's favourite days)
Cherished and loved,
Still remembered
Are the ashes of smouldering embers.
My soul, my heart, my eyes are ablaze
In Winter's favourite days.