Текст песни Gordon Lightfoot

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

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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