And it sure been a cold, cold winter
and the wind ain't been blowin' from the south.
It's sure been a cold, cold winter
and a lotta love is all burned out.
It sure been a hard, hard winter,
my feet been draggin' 'cross the ground.
And I hope it's gonna be a long, hot summer,
and a lotta love will be burnin' bright.
And I wish I been out in California
when the lights on all the Christmas trees went out.
But I been burnin' my bell, book and candle,
and the restoration plays have all gone 'round.
It sure been a cold, cold winter,
my feet been draggin' 'cross the ground.
And the fields has all been brown and fallow,
and the springtime take a long way around.
Yeah, and I wish I been out in Stone Canyon
when the lights on all the Christmas trees went out.
But I been burnin' my bell, book and candle,
and the restoration plays have all gone 'round.
Sometimes I think about you, baby,
Sometimes I cry about you.