Lyrics

I could feel the cold was coming on Don't know why I was so surprised It's not like winter was new to me It came as advertised With every beat of my heart I could hear the sound of a distant drummer In the depths of winter, I found in me An invincible summer I curled myself into a tiny ball So small I could go undetected Still, I hoped that you would find me there Heal the wounds that have grown so infected I turned to God for my strength But he must've been busy I turned to my family But they abandoned me long ago I turned to all the things I'd built But they were objects without feeling So I turned away from all that And I turned back to the person that I could know I buried myself under a pile of blankets I planned to sleep at least until spring It was very my own way of hibernating I didn't need a single thing
Writer(s): Eliot Wilder Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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