Winter Trees

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