night gets cold

heaven should know my side of it, my weight in gold

whether you stay or go my love, the night gets cold

are you only ever after heartache?

happy does its own disaster, believe me

it’s better I say my heart to you than furl my words

it’s ever too late to shy around your sweet allure

what it takes to say I love you the hard way

all my strength to stay my mistress, believe me

heaven should know my first regret, my heart’s own toll

wanderers on her road forget the cost to roam

do these days remark my yearning heart’s ache

I can only shine in answer, not forsake my heart’s ways