Go outside! look at the bright world out there.

Feel the chill on your face, the cold wind in your hair.

Stand out in the open, study the sky's blue

a winter sun on my face, and I am with you.

In the strain of a January storm, nothing but this world of white

get lost in the midst of it all- your voice and everything's alright.

warm flannel sheets in my starlit room, you're away in your lone bed

talking to you before I sleep, like a shared pillow under our heads. 

The way a fire lights a dark room, 

the moon through my window bright

how a lamp illuminates a page-

that's how you fill my life with light.