Come on in darlin
It's cold outside
There's firelight shadows dancing for you
Take off that heavy coat that's weighing you down
Yesterday's in good company
Tomorrow I can't even see it
Let's steal all those second-hand fortunes that rise and fall
Turn down the noise from the world outside these walls
Smell that pine it's burning, filling the room
Dark skies spilling dapples of grey snowflakes in bloom
Feel that bourbon cider chasing all that ghostly chatter
Words spinning out from a phonograph
Caught in a groove that'll never last
Let's burn down the candles, chase those flames into the ground
It all seemed so perfect
Moments caught in a frame
I couldn't see heaven hard as I tried in vane
Maybe I'll be dreaming
Maybe I'll be low-down
Maybe I, maybe I, or maybe I'll, maybe I, or maybe I, or maybe I
Firelight shadows dancing
Stealing all those second chances
Hear those ghost
Their talking to me
Spinning 'round, spinning round
Maybe I, maybe I, maybe I, maybe I
Maybe I, maybe I, maybe I, maybe I
Maybe I'll burn down the candles
Chase 'em down into the ground
Burn down the candles
Chase 'em down into the ground