keeps me warm Well oh it keeps me warm As our feet have left a mark where we met in the garden I?ll feel our breath I?ll see our breath in the garden
and floated wide; The mirror cracked from side to side; "The curse is come upon me," cried The Lady of Shalott. In the stormy east-wind straining, The pale yellow woods
web and floated wide; The mirror cracked from side to side; "The curse is come upon me," cried The Lady of Shalott. In the stormy east-wind straining, The pale yellow woods
, We'll cut the cake and have a laugh. But just outside the garden gate, I know The Grey Man stands and waits For all my friends to leave again, So our royal
