Ring On The Sill

She placed her ring on the sill

Dishes piled high

She's on the front porch step

And the air smells like snow

She's thinking of the siege to come

And how she'll miss those weekends in the park

With the sun on her face, and her book by her side

And that lingering taste that he left on her tounge

He lifts his glass from the table

It leaves a ring where it stood

He sees a light from a window

Caress her like he knows he should

He's remembering the first time he kissed her

And how he'd wake and immediately he'd miss her

Like a spell, with each breath

He'd taste her breath like a haunting

Irritating as hell

Do you remember when you prayed you'd never see the day

Someone would make you feel this way

'Cause you knew it would cut right through you

Once inside, you were afraid they'd find

Nothing to hold on to

He puts her ring on her finger

She brushes back his hair

He takes a sip from his glass

She inhales the cold fall air

They're thinking of the long road ahead

And the strength that they'll need just to reach the end

And there in the silence, they search for the balance

Between this fear that they feel

And a love that has graced their lives