You need not [bad word] to my lair
You do not know who you'll find in there.
I sink my claws into the snow
For all that you've forgot in my passice show

For there's a corner
Out amongst the white
Where someone is waiting
For you to arrive
And though you're searching
For what you might never find
He'll be there waiting
For all of your life.

I could not ignore the call of the night
To return to the haunt you would have me deny
No, I could never tell you where I had been.
For you could never answer them.

But there's a corner
Out amongst the white
Where someone is waiting
For you to arrive
And the one you're holding
Is not the one you left behind.
He'll be there waiting
For all of your life.

And though our coats are all at one with the snow
I could not turn away from all I wish I did not know.

All I wish you had not shown.