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The lamp is burning low
upon my table top
the snow is softly falling
the air is 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
The smoke is rising in the shadows overhead
my glass is almost empty
I read again between the lines
upon each page,
the words of love you sent me
If I could know within my heart
that you were lonely too
I would be happy
just to hold the hands I love
on this winter's night with you
The fire is dying
my lamp is growing dim
the 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