It's dark and it's cold and the fire is dead
The best part of my night is remembering you
And I think of a home when I couldn't say
The last words I heard were home of the prey

Yes, I fell asleep remembering you

I'm just sitting here remembering you
I'd like to remember your hair out of place
I'd like to remember your very face
The best part of my night is remembering you
I say I'm happy but that just ain't true
The house is quiet, nothing to do
And whenever I have a minute or two

I just like remembering you
The sun's nearly up I should be too
This time [Incomprehensible] too short for a prayer