Been out in the garden
It's just as I recall
The roses beg your pardon
They haven't changed at all
Been idling by the quayside
Where we sat in fall
The twilight river sighs
It hasn't changed at all
And I guess it's only I
A prisoner of words
A lover for a lifetime
Wrapped up in furs
Been dreaming by the fire
Wandering the hall
Your bedroom smells of juniper
You haven't changed at all
We warmed in winter cafés
You in your scarlet shawl
January's cold ways
Haven't waned at all, no
So, I guess it's only I
A prisoner of words
A lover for your lifetime
Wrapped up in furs