Like a storm, your love swept through me and I was left up for dead
But when the storm was over, a voice within me said
"At least I've got these memories, they'll shield me from the cold
At least I've got these memories, they'll be with me when I'm old"
Oh, I was warned about you, to stay out of your way
Now when I hear I told you, my lips just have to say
"At least I've got these memories, they'll shield me from the cold
But when arms ache for you, these memories are hard to hold"