The lamp is burning low upon my table top the snow is softly falling The air is still within 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 night with you <♪> The smoke is rising in the shadows overhead my glass is almost empty I read again between the lines upon the 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 upon this winter night with you <♪> The fire is dying now, my lamp is growing dim t he shades of night are lifting The morning light steals across my windowpane 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 upon this winter night with you and to be once again with you