Stolen Jars - Another November lyrics

In miles I'm home Where things I'd prized, stacked pegs and wire that I'd called mine Who knew I was so blue at age 5 Standing tall among the vines of a small tinted window Remember the nose of A donkey I knew when I was a girl wanting To warm the noses of donkeys Remember the wools and the wetnesses His long jowl under my arm Remember the cross across his back Black, thinking oh that's where that comes from I loved him for coldness of noses Willingness to be warmed Loved him for purpose he gave me Willingness to be loved Loved him for coldness of noses Willingness to be warmed If I am warm, let me warm you If I am willing, let me do If I am warm, let me warm you If I am willing, let me do And I am warm, I'll warm you And I am warm, I'll warm you