Ode To Vera Lyrics

The Kettles are boiling, the hours are yearning

And every time I look at you, you're too busy falling

But that's not how you used to see it

Oh, you said that you could feel it

How the springtime fell against your shoe

And every spring day, your worries had gone away

But I knew that the day could not stay

The night it echoed your ember

As we drifted into December

I had spent all but one whole year with you

My darling, my dearest, it's you

My darling, my dearest, it's you

Now it appears our morns disappeared

But the night that we've been dreaming of is almost near

Darkness crawls through your window

But light protrudes from your halo

And I'd always have you as my guiding light

My darling, my dearest, it's you

My darling, my dearest, it's you