Burn Slow

I kept your sweater folded by the door. The one you wore the night I asked for More. But tenderness don't ask if you are ready. It just leaves when it wants. I gave you every quiet winter night, And thought that love was learning how to fight. Now the candle burns on just my side, And I keep losing ground inside. You came in like the first snow of the Year, That made the world feel sacred and unclear. Now the thaw has taken everything we built, And I'm standing in the melting, In the guilt. I watched you leave the way The seasons do, without a warning, Without residue. And everything turned gray inside my chest. A silence only heartbreak can suggest. I'm caught between the warmth and letting go. Between the high and the unbearable low. The slower I breathe, The more I know, Why love burns slow, And leaves you in the cold. Ooh. Ooh. I'm Caught between the warmth and letting go. Between the high and the unbearable low. The slower I breathe, The more I know, Why love burns slow, And leaves you in the cold. Ooh. I'm Caught between the warmth and letting go. Between the high and the unbearable low. The slower I breathe, The more I know, Why love burns slow, and leaves you in the Cold. The slower I breathe, The more I know. Still yours. Still cold.