I feel a change of weather in my bones
(but not in my clothes)
And a spark to warm my wintry soul
(I’m over-exposed)
You come to me for answers
But all I know I learned from you.

Wintersleeping, my mistake
In the lion's den again, the bed I made.
Now I'm wide open, and wide awake
Shadows lie, then change their minds
in shifting shade.

I feel the solstice winding up ahead
(I go where the wind blows)
And a change of heart inside my head
(still I follow my nose)
You look to me for kindness
But all I have I stole from you.

Wintersleeping, my mistake
In the lion’s den again, the bed I made.
Now I’m wide open, and wide awake
Shadows lie, then change their minds
in shifting shade.

We all look for forgiveness—the one thing I can’t get from you.

North wind blowing, your slip is showing
dewdrops kissed away your icy gown.
Shimmering sun you're fooling no one
with your fake, painted frosty frown.

Wintersleeping, my mistake
In the lion’s den again, the bed I made.
Now I’m wide open, and wide awake
Shadows lie, then change their minds in shifting shade.

I feel a change of weather in my bones...