Let's love what's left
Last dance, first breath

New friends hard won
Old hearts shine on

The frost is cruel
And fades the sign
On that little place
That I call mine

Let's love what's left
Like new born, first breath

Old stars, new shine
Old cup, new wine

Sun rise, moon glow
Someday we'll know

Inch by inch
Word by word
The lock is sprung
That caged the bird

Let's love what's left
Last dance, first breath

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): RICHARD THOMPSON