Verse 1

The fog leans heavy on the pane

Your letter burns against the rain

I hear the clock in pieces fall

And footsteps crossing up the hall

A silver key on velvet thread

A name I never dared to read

You left it hidden in the fold

Like something fragile, meant to hold

Pre-Chorus

Oh, the night grows long

And the house holds still

Every shadow knows

What the candle will

Chorus

Stay with me, stay with me

Under the dark old arch of trees