Embers and The Frost Where is my warmth asked the cold? My red love tell me where do you dream? Do you dream of the spring, with the flowers and sun playing together in the morning dew. "no" said the warmth. Where is my warmth asked the cold? My red love tell me where do you dream? Do you dream of the summer, where the sand and the heat bake the shore with their passion. "no I don't" answered the warmth. Where is my warmth asked the cold? My red love tell me where do you dream? Is it the autumn As the colors of the end shower the ground to fall asleep. "not that either" said the warmth I dream of the winter The dream of the cold breeze Carrying my true love to my dancing glow Where we lay in the snow and enjoy the love we share. Because my love my red embers belong with your winters frost.