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That corner


I saw you shivering in cold

In that narrow corner of the world

Your lips were blue as death

And your voice was like a sad chord

You were the saddest girl on earth and I wasn't the happiest

We met that night for a reason 

It was the last day of the season

That's how we started our spring

From the darkest hour of a winter

On your finger I put a golden ring

It's our little tale

That's how in love we fell in love.

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