Theresa Sokyrka - Song For A Winter's Night-->Gordon Lightfoot текст песни

The lamp is burning low
Upon my tabletop
The snow is softly falling
Air still in 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 fire is dieing now
The lamp is growing dim
Shades of night are lifting
The morning light
Steals across my window pane
Where webs of snow are drifting

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
And to be once again with you