A black winter took you away,
From sight.
Another darkness over day,
That night.
And the clouds above move closer,
Looking so dissatisfied.
And the ground below grew colder,
As they put you down inside.
But the harvest wind kept blowing, blowing.
So now you're gone,
And I was wrong.
I never knew what it was like,
To be alone on a Valentine's Day,
To be alone on a Valentine's Day.
From sight.
Another darkness over day,
That night.
And the clouds above move closer,
Looking so dissatisfied.
And the ground below grew colder,
As they put you down inside.
But the harvest wind kept blowing, blowing.
So now you're gone,
And I was wrong.
I never knew what it was like,
To be alone on a Valentine's Day,
To be alone on a Valentine's Day.
