She was in the shadows
Pulling at the beads on her rosary
She was at the far end of the room
When she first laid eyes on me
It was November, but she only wore a wool knit sweater
She turned, she bent, she said, “Baby you look good to me…”
She was no ordinary sinner
She took my heart in for the winter
And burned it up in a kitchen woodstove
So hot it made the room glow
She was in the shadows
Pulling up her collar into her throat
She was falling into herself
With her fingers deep in her coat
I tried to remember what had led me to the flames and the embers
She turned, she bent, she said, “Baby that was all that she wrote…”
She was no ordinary sinner
She took my heart in for the winter
And burned it up in a kitchen woodstove
So hot it made the room glow
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