In the corner of a dark house in the country Hidden from the groping fingers of the sun In the corner of a dark house in the country Lies the memory of a special friend of mine With spiders spinning the curtains at the windows While the wolves keep their vigil on the lawn And there all in white in the blackness of the night She and I come together again In the corner of a large house in the country Is a bed that I was saving for you In the corner of the large house in the country Is a place where I wanted us to do All the good things that we'd always promised Would make up for the times that were bad There in the light while the sun shone bright She and I were together often In the corner of a dark house in the country Seething mists they swirl and deaden every cry In the corner of a dark house in the country We meet when the moon rides so high And relive all the days of our loving Till dawn comes and takes her away And there in the cold light of day I am old Till we come together again