White winter trees
Covered in snow
I don’t mind
I don’t mind
I think of you now
Here in the cold
You won’t mind
You won’t know

But i never meant to say
Any of those things
Oh i never meant to tell you how
To be or how to think
Oh i was wrong

Heavy of heart
Weary of soul
You won’t mind
You won’t mind
I think of him now
Fathoms below
You won’t mind
You won’t know

But i never meant to say
Any of those things
Words can sound so cruel
When you speak before you think
Oh i was wrong

But you didn’t understand
That my heart was in your hands
You were so blind
Blind

I promised you that i’d never let you down
Oh but i couldn’t love you any less than now
And i promised you that i’d never let you down
Oh but i couldn’t love you any less than i do now

And i lost myself on that november night
White winter trees
Covered in snow
I don’t mind