Tell me, can't you tell how my heart does swell
I've been dreaming of you all night long
But no word my heart sings does justice to these things
And it's hard to write a love song
I've been carving your name in empty picture frames
While this fire in my chest slowly burns
You've been so far away, but my purest heart remains
Patient in line for your return
I been out on that road, my heart blanketed in snow
Sometimes this february love feels so cold
While you're home in your nest, escaping winter's breath
And the middle of your bed must be getting old