Care - Whatever Possessed You

goodbye my love
heaven really has been long
our young bent arms
don't seem quite so strong
november and all the frostbites
deep as the snow flowers plowed
this bed is colder than blood or bone

never knock on my door
whatever possessed you ah..
somewhere there's an emptiness
hold me tightly
i wouldn't dream of it

beware my love
this tongue is a dying flame
my lies may fall like an acid rain
and maybe the shoe has been
silently above the roads
your loving angel
your skin and bones