Souvenirs

Last winter you came home From an island of fire and stone With fire to relight the life you lost And stones to weigh out the heavy cost And the damage You put my hand to your heart And ran right hrough your history The souvenirs and lost luggage The shipwrecks and the mysteries And with your warm chest against my back Whispered words and this growing crack My sweet companion, you knew my name You lit a candle and a moth came through the window I put your hand to my heart And ran right through my history The souvenirs and lost luggage The shipwrecks and the mysteries "Your lips speak a joy But your eyes tell a sorrow" How dare you say that to me? You don't know and you will never know I keep these moments as souvenirs You read my story Cover to cover Ear to ear