Wind by the Fireside

So as you shiver in the cold and the dark, Look into the fire and seen in its spark— My eye Watching over you. As you walk in the wind's whistling claws, Listen past the howling wolf's jaws. My song Comes to you. Faerûn will grow warmer, And the gods will smile. But hold your heart against the storm— My love still walks for lonely miles. And when you're lost in trackless snow, Look up high where the eagles go. My star Shines for you. In deep, dark mine or on crumbling peak, Hear the words of love I speak. My thoughts Are with you. Faerûn will grow warmer, And the gods will smile. Wait for the dawn, though shadows fall— I’ll find you, though it will take a while. You are not forsaken. You are not forgotten. The North cannot swallow you. The snow cannot bury you. I will come for you. Faerûn will grow warmer, And the gods will smile. But oh, my love, guard yourself well— All this may not happen for a long, long while. Faerûn will grow warmer, And the gods will smile. But oh, my love, guard yourself well— All this may not happen for a long, long while.