In the apple orchard, do you remember?
We were both so young
The fruit on the trees, the scent in the air, the taste on my tongue
The tops of the trees were well out of reach, so we grabbed from the bottom
Dirt under our nails, sewn into our clothes
As it started to go wrong

Come in close, keep me warm
The frost is setting, we are waiting for the storm
The memory of a summer breeze
Think of home
Keep me warm through the storm

In your hospital room we read through our books
Straight through the endings
A childhood game of swords and airplanes, our fortress defending
Your room was so cold with everyone gone, but the sounds were screaming
Awake through the night and we pace through the day
Though we know it's for nothing

Come in close, keep me warm
The frost is setting, we are waiting for the storm
The memory of a summer breeze
Think of home
Keep me warm through the storm

Christmas Eve
The lights fill the tree but your bed is empty
You're fast asleep attached to machines that keep you breathing
If you're coming home I'll wait by the phone
I'll wait till the morning
And with the rising sun if you have not come I'll start my own mourning

Come in close, keep me warm
The frost is setting, we are waiting for the storm
The memory of a summer breeze
Think of home
Keep me warm through the storm