Color of the sky as far as I can see is coal grey. Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again. Shiver in my bones, just thinking about the weather. Quiver in my lip as if I might cry. Well by the force of will my lungs are filled and so I breathe. Lately it seems this big bed is where I never leave. Shiver in my bones, just thinking about the weather. A quiver in my voice as I cry, What a cold and a rainy day. Where on earth is the sun hid away? Hear the sound of a noon bell chime. Well I'm far behind. You've put in 'bout half a day while here I lie With a shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather. A quiver in my voice as if I might cry, What a cold and rainy day. Where on earth is the sun hid away? Do I need someone here to scold me or do I need someone who'll grab and pull me out of four poster dull torpor pulling downward. For it is such a long time since my better days. I say my prayers nightly this will pass away. The color of the sky is grey as I can see through the blinds. Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again Shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather. A quiver in my voice as if I might cry, A cold and a rainy day. Where on earth is the sun hid away? A cold and a rainy day I shiver, quiver, and try to wake.