Keep me waiting Keep me wondering For a while now If I'll make it Let me flounder in all the time I waste Leave me pacing Leave me groaning Cross the floors I'll Lay here moaning just Give me up to all I could find and face But warm me, winter And keep me off the shelf And choke what's bitter In haggard strains of felt Just hold me, winter And leave me in your wealth And take what's bitter Oh, keep what's drained in health All the freckles On my fair skin All my life I've tried to hid them But I don't think that they'll fully go away Take these summers And the cold days Take my boredom Know my old days Are leading me to song of such solemn pace But warm me, winter And keep me off the shelf And choke what's bitter In haggard strains of felt Just hold me, winter And leave me in your wealth And take what's bitter And keep what's drained in health