Kathy Mattea Follow

The things I've collected, bought or selected.

The clutter that fills up my rooms.

I can lock up and leave it, never retrieve it.

Leave nothing but my love for you.

Let the storm winds blow.

I will not be cold.

I wear your love.

Thrown over my shoulders like a blanket of down.

I wear your love,

Like a bright suit of armor reflecting the sun.

On the chilliest night, though I travel light,

It is always enough, for I wear your love.

You watched without knowing where I was going.

Trusting the vision I'd found.

For if dreams were a fire, I had desire,

That could burn this old house to the ground.

So I walk quite free,

For surrounding me,

I wear your love.

Like a scarf that I borrowed that still holds your perfume.

I wear your love,

Pulled tight as I'm sleeping under a cold lovers's moon.

On the chilliest night, though I travel light,

It is always enough, for I wear your love.

Don't you know? Can't you see?

Head to toe it is covering me.

Like a stone, the ocean's tide,

Nothing can hurt me or turn me aside.

For I wear your love,

Thrown over my shoulders like a blanket of down.

I wear your love,

Like a badge of devotion, of love and beyond.

On the chilliest night, though I travel light,

It is always enough, for I wear your love.

It is always enough, for I wear your love.