The lamp is burning low upon my table top
The snow is softly falling
The air is still within 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
If I could only have you near
To breathe a sigh or two
Last
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love
On this winter's night with you
And to be once again with you