Oh what tangled sheets we wove   Open the oven door, heat from the stove fills the kitchen   Standing barefoot I listen, the lady upstairs fills the bath.      You left earlier on your own   Turn the hot water, hear the piping groan and the pilot strike   The wheels of your bike left lines in the frost on the path      See my breath, can’t feel my ears   See my breath, can’t feel my ears   Seems like it’s been cold for years in here      Cold feet at the sink, a grey daydream   Water boils, the kettle screams steam and the windows haze up   Milk storms in a teacup, a morning routine is relieving      You always leave the warmest scent   You whispered and kissed me before you went   Something I didn’t catch, just your key in the latch   and I only like that in the evening      See my breath, can’t feel my ears   See my breath, can’t feel my ears   Seems like it’s been cold for years in here