Snow leans heavy on the roofline Pines bow low beyond the glass Your coat hangs drying by the doorway Afternoon is fading fast I can hear the kettle cooling I can feel the daylight pass Leave your boots beside the fire Let the quiet hold us fast On the sill, a cup goes cooling Gold slips slowly from the room Don’t say what the morning asks us Let it wait beyond the blue Stay until the mountain turns rose Stay until the last bird goes I will stay while the window darkens I will stay where the warm light grows I have nowhere else to be tonight There is nowhere I would rather go With your hand inside my coat With your heartbeat close and slow While the white world holds its breath And the fire gives the walls a softer glow Stay until the mountain turns rose Stay until the dark comes slow Ice has caught the branch tips burning Copper, crimson, then pale blue Footprints cross the frozen garden Every one of them leads to you I followed where the snow was broken I followed every trace to you Hear the kettle click and settle Hear the old house breathe below If the road can wait till morning Let this little hour stay close Stay until the mountain turns rose Stay until the last bird goes I will stay while the window darkens I will stay where the warm light grows I have nowhere else to be tonight There is nowhere I would rather go With your hand inside my coat With your heartbeat close and slow While the white world holds its breath And the fire gives the walls a softer glow Stay until the mountain turns rose Stay until the dark comes slow If tomorrow clears the passes If the road appears again Let it wait beyond the pine trees Let this hour remain If the morning calls our names We can answer when it comes For tonight the snow is falling And this room is more than enough Stay until the mountain turns rose Stay until the last bird goes There is enough in this quiet room To carry us through the cold When the blue fills up the valley And the first lamp trembles in the snow Stay until the mountain turns rose Stay until the dark comes slow Stay until the dark comes slow The roof holds white The embers settle Your hand stays warm in mine
