Was it love or fear of the cold

"As the winter winds litter London with lonely hearts
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

We'll be washed and buried one day my girl 

And the time we were given will be left for the world

The flesh that lived and loved will be eaten by plague

So let the memories be good for those who stay".