• The nights grow longer
    And get so cold
    The way gets steeper
    Harder to roam
    A warm love
    follows you home



    Your strides get shorter
    You suffer alone
    There is no end
    To the perfect storm
    Between the wave crest
    (Lulls) as another wakes
    A warm love
    will followed you home

    Burn like a cold flame
    miles in-between
    Mourning’s kisses
    And the night’s last hug
    A warm love
    follows you home

    It’s no comfort
    When cut to to the bone
    To have some one call
    Your cold heart their own
    Still warm love
    A warm love will follow you home

    When it seems
    All about you has died
    Check your own pulse
    Mark if your still alive
    Then a Warm Love
    A warm love
    has followed you home