Why'd I give my love away Why'd I call out the unspoken Why'd I change what seemed alright To bring my love out in the open When I socked it away for years I guess I'd made a barricade And hung my key by the door So that's what secrets are for There's a storm coming down in the morning With a freezing rain to add to our worries And I won't speak of these things anymore I'll just bury them down in drifts of snow Where spring may come to see them grow There's a storm coming down from Virginia And a woman's heart that yearns for the sun And I won't speak of these things anymore I'll just bury them down under drifts of snow Where spring may come to see them grow