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
