The shaking cold That fills my bones And I let go of my home Now that you're gone I lie low, lie low in repose And now that you're gone, There's a hole where your memory goes And I've watched the days grow old alone All alone, All alone When the treetops trade their green for gold I'll call you home I'll call you home In my dreams The night recedes The light of day, shines on your face But now that you're gone, I lie low, lie low in repose But now that you're gone There's a hole where your memory goes And I've watched the days grow old alone All alone, all alone When the treetops trade their green for gold I'll call you home I'll call you home Mountains rise and fall with time Like the like the love we leave behind But you're still gone And I lie low, lie low in repose But you're still gone There's a hole where your memory goes And I've watched the days grow old alone All alone, all alone And I've watched the days grow old alone All alone, all alone When the treetops trade their green for gold I'll call you home, I'll call you home