Winter, he's on our front porch,
Laying down a sheet of snow.
Me, I'm in our big brass bed laying in all my sorrow.
Cause I am a blue woman, and you are my blue man.
Winter, he's got me dreamin' of my first home, the burning southwest.
So I lay here through the quiet morning counting on dreams I can't quite grab, when counting dreams is all I have.
Cause I am a blue woman, and you are my blue man.
Laying down a sheet of snow.
Me, I'm in our big brass bed laying in all my sorrow.
Cause I am a blue woman, and you are my blue man.
Winter, he's got me dreamin' of my first home, the burning southwest.
So I lay here through the quiet morning counting on dreams I can't quite grab, when counting dreams is all I have.
Cause I am a blue woman, and you are my blue man.