

(mmmmm) Jennifer Haines walks the line of the shore
Counting the shells by her
kitchen door
She listens to stories the north wind tells (ahhhh)
Oh, Lady Jennifer, where do you go
When the winter sky
starts to spit with snow?
Keeping your fire,
keeping your peace
She writes her name in the frost on the glass
Waiting for all of the shadows to pass
A cup of warm tea in her quiet hand
(mmmmm) Oh, Lady Jennifer,
where do you go
When the winter sky starts to spit with snow?
Keeping your fire, keeping your peace
Jennifer Haines (mmmmm)