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.