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...
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Lyrics submitted by Cat Fitzgerald.