Oh, how the winter wind does howl and moan
The winter wind, I hear it howl and moan
And turn the warm sunshine as cold as stone
The morning sky is clouded up with rain
Covered over with clouds all full of rain
And any hope for sunshine is in vain
Oh, feel the chill, it creeps along your spine
A bitter chill that crawls into your spine
That makes you miss the warmth of the sunshine
The world outside is gray and filled with frost
Yes, turned to somber hues of gray and frost
And memory of the summer sun is lost
Oh, to be where the weather suits my clothes
and feel the sun beat down upon my nose.
14 DEC 2002
