There

We searched the cold and winter night
under weak and dreary light
through the snow and wind and hail
until we passed on through the veil
till we pushed on past our hope
lost in the dark, we had to grope…
I found you when I'd thought I'd died
found you there right by my side
your warmth and love and gentle touch
you stole me out of winter's clutch

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