i keep your photograph in a book
pressed in with roses and clover
in between pages that i wrote for you
i wrote for you
i keep you voice safe inside a box
i hear it when i am dreaming
in a whisper it's the same sweet thing
the same sweet thing
i'll always be
don't take the wall down to let in the light
we were so careful recording
every day we loved we hung up there
remember where
i'll always be
until the truth comes out
you are winter falling
soft and white
you are the still before morning
you are snowflakes dancing
in my head
you'll always be
