The wind drummed up on the bedroom window
But inside was warm with music,
There I recalled a time you had sang unnoticed
And the moment called out to me;

The noise of offbeat piano -
Lazier than a clear June afternoon
Simpler than breakfast on a weekend morning
And then I'm sure I heard the sound
Of hot chocolate in the autumn

I heard a lifetime of golden Sundays,
I heard the voices of people to be
Wearing younger faces, we were once proud to wear,
And I heard the sight of the rolling sea.

But in a lull of wind I noticed
A sound that rang beyond the most distant farthing
And it was the sound of the joy
of having loved at all
And that it was you I had loved,
my darling.