My discontent it’s not a winter, it’s a fire of red hot love
My discontent is not a winter, it’s a blessing from above
And while you are gone now, I still see your face
To have known you at all redeems this lonely place
It breaks my hearts that you live a life that I can never know
But even though it’s winter in the TARDIS, I’m making angels in the snowHappy Birthday Nili!