From the Undertow

The curtains are drawn Now the fire warms the room Meanwhile outside Wind from the north-east chills the air It will soon be snowing out there And some people are Cold, they prepare for a sleepless night Maybe this will be their last fight But we're safe in each other's embrace All fears go out as I look on your face Better think awhile Or I may never think again If this were the last day of your life, my friend Tell me, what do you think you would do then? Stand up to the blow that fate has struck upon you Make the most of all you still have coming to you, or Lay down on the ground and let the tears run from you Crying to the grass and trees and heaven finally on your knees Let me live again, let life come find me wanting Spring must strike again against the shield of winter Let me feel once more the arms of love surround me Telling me the danger's past, I need not fear the icy blast again Laughter, music and perfume linger here And there, and there Wine flows from flask to glass and mouth As it soothes, confusing our doubts And soon we feel Why do a single thing to-day There's tomorrow sure as I'm here So the days they turn into years And still no tomorrow appears Better think awhile Or I may never think again If this were the last day of your life, my friend Tell me, what do you think you would do then? --- From the Undertow - Tony Banks