Winter Wheat

Winter winds sweeping in a low blanket of lonely fog
The air cold and grey, settling ice on restless hearts 
Was it the snow or chimney smoke over fields of winter wheat 
That drove me forward looking outside for something that I lacked within 

chorus:
you had your hand on my heart
But your eyes on my soul 
And my heart in your hand
Was blind to it all 

They say that hell is hot but I found it cold
Traipsing fields of winter wheat and burning in the snow 
You kept the curtains drawn to keep light off your frozen heart 
And meanwhile I thought it was romantic in the dark 

Chorus 

When the winter chill seeped in,  aching to the core 
you just stoked the flames but I found i wanted more 
In the silence passion slipped away - I was hollow again 
To take back my heart I had to let loose the rain 

Chorus 

You had your hand on my heart 
But your eyes on my soul 
Will I ever get back
What you stole,  what you stole 

(chorus)

You had your hand on my heart

but your eyes on my soul

and my heart in your hand

was blind to it all