It s nowed along the r idge top this m orning
W hen I woke e verything was s till
S now covered all the treetops l eaving little snowdrops
A ll up and down the windows ill
I t urned to s tare at the c eiling
L eaving my b ed would take aw hile
The s tove and the chimney the c offee pot stood empty
N o one here to wake me with a s mile
S eems like every morning's just the s ame
A nd you know I can't comp lain
N ow it's getting c older there's l ots I could have t old her
E nough to maybe b ring her back ag ain
L ooks like the s un's trying to b reak through
M ay as well get u p and make a f ire
W oodpile stacked up high got some d andelion wine
I 'll go out walking when the s un gets higher
S eems like every morning's just the s ame
A nd you know I can't comp lain
N ow it's getting c older there's l ots I could have t old her
E nough to maybe b ring her back ag ain