As the winter winds litter London with lonely hearts Oh, the warmth in your eyes swept me into your arms Was it love or fear of the cold that led us through the night? For every kiss your beauty trumped my doubt And my head told my heart, let love grow But my heart told my hand, this time no, this time no We'll be washed and buried one day, my God And the time we were given will be left for the world The flesh that lived in love will be eaten by plague So let the memories be good for those who stay And my head told my heart, let love grow But my heart told my hand, this time no Yes, my heart told my hand, this time no, this time no Oh, the shame that sent me off from the God that I once loved Was the same that sent me into your arms Oh, and pestilence is won when you are lost and I am gone And no hope, no hope will overcome But if your strife strikes at your sleep Remember, spring swallows snow for leaves And you'll be happy and wholesome again When the city clears and the sun ascends again And my head told my heart, let love grow But my heart told my hand, this time no And my head told my heart, let love grow But my heart told my hand, this time no, this time no