CUE:
Sun's Gone Dim
The sun's gone dim
And the sky's turned black
It's the middle of winter. Cold outside. The need for another warm body is never so apparent as it is during a cold gray day.
You should be in the kitchen, making soup with her. Reading poetry with her. Laughing, crying, kissing. Looking into her eyes.
'Cause I loved her
And she didn't love back